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Wednesday, March 09, 2016

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Blue Clinkers

Remainderman!, I, too, was at the Phillips with some family members--but it was June 17, so we just missed seeing you. However, your poem sums up rather neatly your aesthetic experience: I feel as if I am seeing those works through your very eyes!

The William Merritt Chase exhibit is worth a return trip--and perhaps a poem. If you're able to prevail once again upon your poor Relations...

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