The Westminster Art School Students did not discuss Art in general very much. They soberly drudged at the foundations, grounding themselves, working like ditch-diggers, straightening, widening, deepening the channel through which something was to flow—none were quite sure what as yet. I never wrote home about my work nor did my people ask me about it. A student said to me once, “Are any of your people Artists?” “No.” “Take my advice, then—don’t send any…
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