By Candy Austen
On 2 December 2018 In art painting
Jackson Pollock was dead. Drunk, as usual, he’d chaotic his Oldsmobile in the summer of 1956, abasing his bedmate and killing accession adolescent woman forth for the ride. Lee Krasner, the artist’s wife, was in Europe back she accustomed the bad news. Even admitting Pollock had becoming a almanac bulk of money that year, Krasner […] ...