Keith Haring is to art what “Happy Birthday” is to the American songbook: a standard whose ubiquity hasn’t quite dulled its ritual magic. Since his death in 1990, Haring’s iconography—radiant crawling babies, barking dogs, three-eyed faces, rubbery bodies tha…

Bill T. Jones, the Black choreographer whose nude body Haring famously painted in 1983, noted that Haring loves people from a class lower than his own but seemed incapable of meeting the emotional de…