My mind was unfrozen by the unusually warm November morning while driving toward Laumeier Sculpture Park located in the outskirt of St. Louis. Pristine visual memory of Louise Bourgeois’s enormous spider sculpture flashed with her remark, invading my abysmal sense of direction, bit by bit.   "Emotions are universal. The artist has access to his unconscious through his work. This is a gift, and it is magic. My work...

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