“The Germans from whom Mondrian has intelligently fled are pouring into Russia & the Russians are dying by the thousand as they stop them cold in the huge white snow & blow their heads off like slaughterhouse chickens might, if they had stopped to think, have learned something from this painting. It is a favourite of art critics, but it is not really about Broadway at all; it is about New York as a set of grids & according to Mondrian there... is no poverty & no stock exchange it is all colour & music & Oklahoma – pretty girls in flapper skirts perhaps, although it is 1942, & perhaps they are drinking Pernod.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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