I’ve been loathe to write personal reflections about artists who have died in this space. I hate the feeling of competition for who loved the deceased most, who understood them best, who appreciated the work the most.
I’m not criticizing people for sharing. Most of the memories that get offered are good or great… but still, there is something about thos…
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