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Like many people of my generation, I first grooved on Mark Rothko's paintings at Washington, D.C.'s Phillips Collection in the 1960s.Despite my long interest in those points at which "art" and "Jewish" intersect, and plenty of immersion in the meditative qualities of Rothko's work, I considered my admiration for Rothko's art to be at some distance from my Jewish sensibilities.