How Niki De Saint Phalle Channeled Pain Into Joyful, Vibrant Works Of Art

A dream of a day at the Centre Pompidou in Paris. We’d come out of a huge David Hockney exhibition, and my family and I were pooped. So granddaughters, their mother Myndy and I sat on a rim of the Stravinsky Fountain to rest a bit, while my son Josh took our picture. The fountain makes me smile four …

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