There are many occasions when language fails me, when a poet’s hand seems what is needed to get to the truth of a thing—a man’s life, a work of art, a life of art. This is such a moment. To call the oil paintings of Eyvind Earle “landscapes” is accurate but very sorely wanting. For […]

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