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The artist’s studio is a wondrous place: an Aladdin’s cave of creative accumulation. Across the cluttered surfaces of its workstations, ink pots and wedges of charcoal jostle for position among repurposed bric-a-brac, while reams of discarded paper hold the secret, half-rendered histories of an idea’s rise and fall.
“These are the fragments,” says William...