Arthur D. Hlavaty

Laurie Fendrich is pissed off that a gallery presenting the work of Jack the Dripper and other abstract expressionists distracted the audience with Yoko Ono's equally artistic random screams. Further evidence that serious visual art committed suicide last century and music threw itself on the pyre (Satie). She calls it "How to Kill Paintings," but I bet they continue to shamble around eating brains.