Looking at Art with Peter Schjeldahl
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“Cézanne doesn’t cut it.”
When I heard Peter utter this sentence at a dinner party, I knew I was in over my head.
Peter, at these dinners, where no one was shy with opinions, would sit tolerantly, head tucked in, allowing us all to blather until our balloon heads had deflated. He would wait for the inevitable pause, raise his head, and speak so cogently that, if we’d had a stenographer present, Peter would have had another ready-made New Yorker essay.
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