An American trained in Germany, he started out with a reputation as an edgy, fresh talent, and collected a gang of admiring younger painters who followed him around Venice in a state of Bohemian worship. John Singer Sargent said of him, “After all’s said, Frank Duveneck is the greatest talent of the brush of this generation.” He would certainly know.
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The bright moments of revelation that arrive unannounced, and slip away too easily.