“They liked Norman; they were glad he was there. But it was a strange attitude: what was he doing there? He should be painting lynchings.”1
Norman Lewis’s sumptuous abstractions are all over the place these days, and they were there in the fifties, too. As his partner from those years, Joan Murray Weissman, recalled, he was present at the cutting edge of …
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