No. 91. Eyes R Us. His most recent foray into sculpture had upset him. He had wanted to go on exploring sculptural modernism, intending to make something clean and hard like one of Malevich's Suprematist architectural models in plaster--something like his cold, exquisite Arkhitekton Gota from 1923. But no matter what he did, every one of his new works ended up being a goddam face. He would look at it and it would look back. It made him crazy..

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