The last of a great triumvirate, Merce Cunningham, died over the weekend. I’m the least dance-savvy person around, but it’s fair to say that not a day has passed in my art existence without contemplating Cage, Rauschenberg and Cunningham. What they possessed like the Three Graces passing a chalice was an unstinting awareness of the world around them and its positive possibilities.
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