One evening in June at the Cedar Tavern in 1956, a drunken Jackson Pollock pulled Franz Kline by the hair off his bar stool, and Kline responded by punching Pollock in the stomach, doubling him over. Just another night in the art world.
Hershman Leeson asks the audience? "Can you name three women artists?" She took her camera into the streets where flabbergasted subjects exiting world-class museums struggle to name names. A few, tentatively, produce, "Frida Kahlo?"