“In the Washington Square exhibit, the artist as well as the art is present. Each painter guards his own work‑appends, that is, to the text of his productions the footnote of his own person. We saw pretty girls chaperoning ugly pictures, and plain girls pretty pictures. We were enabled to associate phlegmatic men with nervous brush strokes, and fragile men with ponderous gumbo techniques. This form of supplementation is more democratic than the one that imposes an author’s mute visage on the flap of a dust jacket; at Washington Square, the artist can he questioned.”

—-John Updike