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This makes me marginally obsolete, but there is some way in which the best art endures--whether a dead hare for stroking, a canvas, or a Baule mask--and holds onto itself. And it holds onto us in spite of anything we write, so to paraphrase my pal Dr. Suess:

I sat there and sat there that cold, cold gray day,
I sat and I thought I had nothing to say.

Donohue also serves as ArtScene's co-Editor, which pleases Editor Bill Lasarow no end.