Have you ever heard of a guy named Gustav Vigeland? Yeah, I'd never heard of him, either. This is a great shame, because he's one of the most interesting artists I've yet to encounter. Monet and Turner get mega-installations at the National gallery while this guy wallows in relative (I must stress that's it's only relative, presumably everyone in Norway knows of him) obscurity. ...
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