The final straw was when I tried to curate a group show at Artcore in downtown Los Angeles. It was to be me, Tara McPherson, Louie Metz, Staci Lande, and a few others. The woman who ran the gallery didn't want nudity. A downtown Los Angeles gallery, not wanting nudity? The board members tried to reason with her, but it was no use. This was on top of many other conditions she decided to set, like no satire and no sarcasm. That show didn't happen, obviously.
I hate shopping. Well, I hate being around sales people, and other people, and... well usually I know what I want and I go right for the thing. Sometimes I experience something wonderful, like at Saks or at Rubenstein's . Any high-end place that does it right by giving me samples and champagne. But really,… Continue reading Friendship Friday Gift Guide
I don't normally get public about this kind of thing, but a line really got crossed. If you know me, you know that takes quite a bit of effort. For over a year I had marked this painting as sold. I'd only exhibited it once before at the Ukrainian Research Institute at Harvard University. "Prada… Continue reading Why I Fired A Would-Be Collector
It is nice you made a Facebook invite for an event, and maybe listed it on some websites 3 days before the dang reception, or talked about it on Twitter, but if you want something to be in a glossy magazine -- an interview or anything -- you have to plan 4 months in advance. Even the local newspaper has to get a heads-up several weeks in advance. You also have to build relationships with writers.
Just finished reading this piece of poo from Phil Desind via Steve Doherty's blog about 8 ways to sell art. Okay, I do agree with 6 - 8, but come on now, if people want your work they will buy it. Just because one person doesn't like it, won't mean another won't dig it. If… Continue reading 8 Ways to Whore Your Art to Morons