Money Shots
It's bizarre for me to visit the Artnet.com webpages on NYC art gallery openings.
It's exclusively about the personalities who attend the reception. Hey, you mind showing me what the art looks like? Maybe the art doesn't matter so much. Bet it's cool taboo to look at the stuff or talk about it.
What's the old line?... "You sell the sizzle, not the steak". The price of being a 'world-class' art mecca is all the creepy celebs and nutty performance artists wearing Suran-wrap body suits.
Not sure if it's heaven or hell.
It's exclusively about the personalities who attend the reception. Hey, you mind showing me what the art looks like? Maybe the art doesn't matter so much. Bet it's cool taboo to look at the stuff or talk about it.
What's the old line?... "You sell the sizzle, not the steak". The price of being a 'world-class' art mecca is all the creepy celebs and nutty performance artists wearing Suran-wrap body suits.
Not sure if it's heaven or hell.
posted by Bill Pocock at 12:48:00 p.m.
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Not sure if it's heaven or hell? Just take a good look at the faces. Then, imagine yourself spending eternity with them.
All of a sudden all ambition ends. Naked survival instinct kicks in, as you realise THIS is the price you have paid for wanting something you really shouldn't have hoped for.
Jakob Cornelius
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