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    <![CDATA[Self-Portrait in Words: Collected Writings and Statements, 1903-1950]]>
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    <![CDATA[German expressionist painter Max Beckmann, whose paintings were influenced by horrific scenes he witnessed as a medical orderly in World War I, was eventually labeled a &quot;degenerate artist&quot; by the Nazis and forced to flee his homeland. In this collection of essays, speeches, and letters, Beckmann emerges as a deeply intelligent and sensitive observer of the world. Of particular note are writings from the battlefields of 1915, and some of his instructional comments to students from his time spent teaching in the United States in the late 1940s.]]>
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        <name><![CDATA[Max Beckmann]]></name>
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  <recommended_for><![CDATA[painters and other artists who can push past their own excuses.]]></recommended_for>
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  <read_at>Sat Mar 01 00:00:00 -0800 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Max Beckmann was not a prolific writer so the book is culled from various sources, notes, diaries, and extrapolated conversations. Interesting enough, but probably only to those nourish themselves on the struggles of artists in general, and Herr Beckmann in particular. ]]></body>
    
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