One writes by watching a fly relinquish its life. From van Meegeren to van Blederen D utch art, yes. . Fifty years ago it was van Meegeren. . What examples these great Dutchmen set for the dull and passive congressional critics of Andres Serrano and Robert Mapplethorpe. I t's standing room only in Sentencing Court this gray end of summer day at the Berrien County Courthouse.
Most people look repentant in handcuffs.
Here everyone passes through the same swinging door, prisoners led in and out through the crowd. Nobody takes much notice of this next one at first, a small black youth, slump-shouldered in green jail scrubs, followed by an attorney, a deputy. He looks past her. He doesn't flinch when the flashbulbs pop. Nine months have passed since the crimes, in a resort town on the southeastern shore of Lake Michigan, often bleak out of season, called Union Pier. .