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Lee Krasner

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Without getting complicated let me recapitulate my art training in the following way: the Academy first, the break with the Academy when I hit the Hofmann School which is Cubist. The next real break follows when I see Pollock’s work (1940/41, ed.) and once more another transition occurs... ...It was a force (Pollock’s work, ed.), a living force, the same sort of thing I responded to in Matisse, in Picasso, in Mondrian. Once more, I was hit that hard with what I saw... ...I began feeling the need to break with what I was doing and to approach something else.
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artist quotations from “Art Talk, Conversations with 15 woman artists”, Cindy Nemser, 1975, Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data 1995, p. 74

 
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