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Françoise Grossen's Gift of Quietude
Grossen's rope sculptures complicate the boundary between art and craft in a productive way.
Natalie Haddad is Reviews Editor at Hyperallergic and an art writer and historian. She holds a PhD in Art History, Theory and Criticism from the University of California San Diego and has written extensively on modern and contemporary art.
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Grossen's rope sculptures complicate the boundary between art and craft in a productive way.
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