By

Robert Kilborn

It was my friend Margaret van Dyck the painter who told me about the Chinese artist who, when a patron visited him in his studio to buy a painting, would without looking up from his work gesture towards the finished canvases leaning against the studio walls. And then, when his patron had made a choice, the artist would, again without looking up from his work, gesture toward a little shelf above his work desk, where the patron could leave the money.

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