In The American Conservative, Dalrymple pays tribute to the painter George Rowlett, who died at 84, and reflects on the fear of beauty that afflicts so much of modern art, a neurosis from which Rowlett was mercifully free.
In The American Conservative, Dalrymple pays tribute to the painter George Rowlett, who died at 84, and reflects on the fear of beauty that afflicts so much of modern art, a neurosis from which Rowlett was mercifully free.