I met two people last week who had read this essay. One, an artist, thought it was profound and well said. He had emailed it to the other, not an artist, hoping it might explain some things. The recipient thought it was impenetrable--that it represented "everything wrong with the art world."
I hadn't read it, but after the artist described it to me, I said, "sounds like classic Saltz--he gets all sentimental and sloppy about how great art is while totally flipping off the show he's ostensibly writing about by not mentioning a single piece in it."
He did at least call it "wonderfully wonky" so they'd have a pull quote.
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I hadn't read it, but after the artist described it to me, I said, "sounds like classic Saltz--he gets all sentimental and sloppy about how great art is while totally flipping off the show he's ostensibly writing about by not mentioning a single piece in it."
He did at least call it "wonderfully wonky" so they'd have a pull quote.
- tom moody 9-23-2006 9:24 pm