Jackson Pollock, a mediocre painter became excellent. Semantics of contemporary art #4

 “Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes;  Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:  Ding-dong.  Hark! now I hear them — Ding-dong, bell”.  Shakespeare, The Tempest    ‘I can … Lire la suite de Jackson Pollock, a mediocre painter became excellent. Semantics of contemporary art #4