NEW YORK: THE NEW ART SCENE

Instant egress. Cops vs. Pops Warhol et al. on jacket. Initiation per director of New York's museum most-likely-to-succeed-the-Modern, his handle participation--you can't Just look at them, you've got to live with them, accept the object as ""clue to certain secrets of the inner life,"" as ""icon of a new sensibility."" Cool? suspended judgment, not indiference, a self-conscious life style that the artist puts into operation in his studio...ergo involvement via three hundred pages of smashing on-the-Scene photos: Jim Dine at ease with self-portrait, au cuisine with wife, shopping for plastics, working, resting, and his works--in exhibition, alone, in detail; Rauschenberg working--in briefs, with stovepipe, with plastic, with friends in rehearsal for theater piece; days and nights also with peers Bontecou, Johns, Oldenburg, Stella, Poons, Segal, etc., and precursors Duchamp and Newman, and their work; Warhol everywhere with everyone. The outcome? impact; the significance? irrelevant; the audience? certain.