‘‘THE TRUE ARTIST CREATES WITHOUT LOOKING AT THE MARKET’’
I find myself in the studio where Luis Moscoso is painting the buttocks of a reclining woman who seems to be looking right at me. The window slams shut suddenly because of the wind, yet nothing else moves. Everything there appears frozen in time—the wooden, cracked tables are scattered with stains left by brushes long ago.
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