"Just an adolescent in 1946, I went to sign my name on the underside of the sky during a fantastic realistico-imaginary journey. That day, as I lay on the beach at Nice, I began to hate the birds which occasionally flew in my pure, unclouded blue sky, because they tried to bore holes in my greatest and more beautiful work." Yves Klein, excerpt from the Chelsea Hotel Manifesto, 1961 "In 1955 I exhibited in Paris twenty monochrome paintings of different colors. On that occasion I immediately...