November 24, 2008
The Digest. 11.24.08.
Nate’s and Carolina’s shoes in conversation. (Photo by Erik Piepenburg.)
The piracy map. Damien Hirst is
laying people off. ( Art Observed.) Art investment strategies from
Javier Peres, aka Terence Koh’s art dealer: “I would never invest money in art, not as an investment.” The future of
art/fashion collaborations. ( Art Observed.) New York/Miami
art dealer Guiseppe Concepcion arrested for selling forged paintings by Henri Matisse, Marc Chagall and Tom Wesselman. ( Arts Journal.)
MOCA-PALOOZA: Eli Broad offers a $30 million challenge grant to save L.A.’s Museum of Contemporary Art. Okay, rich people, time to open your wallets. (Which isn’t going to solve the museum’s main problem: Its board of directors, which has clearly been asleep at the wheel.) Analysis here and here. Plus: 450 people turned out to support the museum at a Sunday rally organized via Facebook. And: Jeremy Strick’s e-letter to museum supporters. In related news: Eli Broad clearly doesn’t have his hand in enough museums, because
now he wants to build another.
São Paulo Biennial at risk, for all kinds of problems, including good old-fashioned Latin American-style corruption. My favorite kind! Jerry Saltz on Cindy Sherman: “…like a porn star, Sherman is obviously doing what she’s doing in all her pictures—but you never know if she’s
faking it.” MoMA is on
Hipster deer art. Hot Gay Statues:
Getty Villa edition. (Featuring my photos!) Today’s Street Art:
Aakash Nihalani in NYC.
A lengthy report about street art on BBC World Service, featuring an interview with NYC’s Elbow-Toe. Dubai’s architecture market begins to
crumble. ( Arts Journal.) So Miami:
“The Vault,” a schematic for an over-the-top art storage facility by Oppenheim Architecture.
“Translation of Architecture Gibberish.” The
Chicago Trib’s Blair Kamin on Yale’s restored arts and architecture building, designed by Paul Rudolph: “As a student, I hated it.” (A beautifully written story, BTW.) Plus: Rudolph houses, soon to be an endangered species?
Mayan playing cards. Your moment of
tripped-out 1970s Helen Reddy animation. Seriously, light up for this one. (Mercy, Mlle. Connasse.)