But having discovered the joys of micro-detail and then control-sculpting of paint, I was well on the way to a case of Ivan’s Syndrome, the unassailable urge to dedicate a major portion of your life to a single work, as its namesake Ivan Albright did with his fifteen-year-long Poor Room (The Window), an amazing still-life that’s a spiderweb of detail.
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