I found out recently that a few pieces in my art collection are worth a lot more than I ever imagined, one piece went up in value more than 22x in the last 10 years. I was debating about unloading one of them to finance travel to Ireland for my 10 year wedding anniversary + Kenya to go stay at Giraffe Manor — a trip the husband and I have wanted to do for ten years.
In the end, I decided not to sell any of my collection because I bought them because I loved them — not because I wanted to just resell and make a buck. I’m not one of those people that buys things only as an investment to sell later. Especially if something was a gift or I know I could never get as good a deal as I got initially.
Anyway, here are some new pieces I would like to have in my fantasy world of la-la…
Chris Berens. I still regret not making it to Scope art fair while at Art Basel Miami to see one of these in person. It is all paint and ink on small pieces of paper, not Photoshop.
James Jean. One of my favorites from him.
I was lucky enough to see many Pavel Filonov works at the museum in Moscow. Wonder how much these go for in the secondary market? A lot I’m sure, as the new generations of rich Russians buy up any art of the Communist days; to them, it seems like a lifetime ago and these are relics.
Aron Wiesenfeld. His work is reminiscent of John Currin, but more interested in nature, and a little creepier. I like his use of lighting and all the nit-picky details in grass, trees, and water.
Lindsey Carr aka Little Robot. There’s a butterfly design she did way back when that I still debate on getting a tattoo of (it is cool, unlike regular lame butterfly designs that people get as tats). This piece is available as a print, so I may have to get myself one. Reminds me of Walton Ford a bit in her new direction.
For one day only, I will be having a super-duper sale on drawings of all mediums, colors, and sizes on my website for only $30! Yep that’s right, for one day only you can purchase an original unframed drawing for $30 smackers.
All proceeds will go to me. Because I have cancer. Also because I said so. I’d hate to use the word “benefit”, but that is what we can classify this as if you want. Essentially, this will aid me in taking care of some unexpected expenses I’ve been slammed with, as well as the things you don’t have covered under insurance. Little things like the gas spent to and from treatment; the parking garage (because God forbid Cleveland Clinic validate your parking when you have cancer!), and a trip to Sephora because my eyebrows and eyelashes are falling out and I would like to look somewhat normal. There’s more, but you get the idea. This also gives me a great way of unloading lots of sketches and drawings that don’t get exhibited or are sitting in a box doing nothing.
I’m not one to ask for charity of any sort, but reality has set in, and because of my treatment schedules, I am working on commissions at a much slower pace as well as unable to teach or do personal instruction until late fall. So I thought a sale of drawings gives you good people something original and affordable, while at the same time, doesn’t make me look like a total mooch! Win-win for all!
The sale will open on Wednesday, July 28th beginning at Noon 1:30pm EST. I will be listing everything with a title, description and PayPal button at http://arabellaproffer.com/sale.html The price includes shipping. At 1:30 am EST the sale will end and everything taken down.
Here is just one of the drawings that will be for sale, part of an Ian Schrager hotel series I fooled around with…
Hope everyone can find something they like and give it a good home.
Well, moving with the trend of more art galleries closing, two that have represented me have already closed this year. A third one is shutting the doors, and although they didn’t rep. me, I was a fan of their exhibitions and surprised about the news. It is sad when people can no longer see work in person in larger cities where the rents are so high that it impedes any gains the artists or galleries make in order to continue exhibiting in the future.
In various parts of the country the rents are fabulous, people who run exhibition spaces sometimes own the building or even live in the space and they do it as a labor of love (hence many good Cleveland galleries that have survived the economic downturn), but it might not be an area where there are serious collectors or art lovers. It is a catch 22: high rents that deplete any sales or low rents but low sales to go with it. Chicago dealt with the high rent problem where by people started to have apartment galleries; it might become a further trend if the economy keeps going this way — depending on how people feel about strangers using their bathroom and combing through their medicine cabinet.
Guilty feelings about buying artwork, or collecting objects that might be considered frivolous, is unnecessary. A lot of people earn their living making art, teaching it, writing about it, and selling it, so you should never feel guilty but instead consider yourself a patron, and be proud of that fact. Many galleries are going under because they didn’t play fair, they cheated people, or had no business managing or taking anyone’s money — those I do not feel sorry for. But, despite the art market corruption and prices on some artists becoming ridiculous — or someone like Steve Wynn buying Sly Stallone’s abstracts for $40,000 each — there are plenty of people who are not Damien Hirst or Sadie Coles HQ who need all the help they can get and whose works can cost less than a flat screen TV or even an iPhone. Certainly, their work will last longer than any electronic gadget.