XX"I was 74 in June," wrote a reflective Jim Dine in G ttingen, Germany, in August 2009. "These self-portrait drawings are about how many times I've regarded my face minutely and have corrected and erased to get the feeling I want to show most accurately. I now am able, after all this looking, to enlarge my head to become a field of form and chatter and for it to be compared to a vast forest or a limestone quarry, for instance. Finally, lying is not an option, nor is decoration. I am committed to setting the record straight. Don't worry, I will." Embracing the artistic possibilities of this station in his life, Dine here breaks into new terrain with these works.