...In a similar vein, Picasso’s vaunted skills were overrated: his early paintings were still quite ordinary and repetitious of then contemporary Spanish artists. And he systematically aped Lautrec and Edvard Munch before turning image-making on its head with Les Demoiselles d’Avignon. These are arrogant things for me to say. I’m clearly not considered an important enough critic. But think of this: there are only a couple of serious negative critiques in print among all the tons of Picasso books written since he became famous. One is in a book, Success and Failure of Picasso by John Berger, a noted and brilliant art historian. The other, an essay by Roger Kimball, on the occasion of a Picasso portrait show in 1998. That’s extraordinary. What I am getting at is that much of modernist art doesn’t really interest me. It tells me nothing about my world, my experience, or what that artist feels about it.... (http://www.asllinea.org/burton-silverman-in-search-of-the-humane-art-journaling/)