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A mix of drawings that I wasn't too fond of, some sculptural things that were quite nice, and some sculptures with brass rails that were exquisite. All at Rene Blouin's gallery which is the whitest of the white cubes in town. I get a weird thrill out of the fact that the invitation doesn't even to bother to mention the name of the artist or the gallery. I don't have enough background to figure out what Ms. Goodwin was trying to do with the drawings - hence my lack of fondness. But the sculptural stuff hit me in the gut and the brass railings followed up the hit with a body slam, no need for background required.
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