Call me crazy but there is a certain kind of energy at big art events that I just love.
The work, the people, the glasses. Have you ever noticed what great shoes the art crowd tends to wear? I just eat it up.
So here I sit in the
I’ve taken up drifting as well (actually being from
Pulse was first. They were housed in the historic
Next day I went to Zoo and lined up with the waiting crowd. There was an audible hummm as we willed the doors to open. Zoo has relocated to a great spot just behind the Royal Academy of Art. Surrounded by Picadilly and Saville Row, it has everything - art, clothes, eateries and lots of Londony lookers in black on black. No where does it black like
At Zoo, I chatted with Chung King Project and fette (from fette's gallery) and Cherry and Martin and Happy Lion. Everyone was swamped with visitors and rearranging. Elad Lassry at Cherry and Martin and David Ellis at Roebling Hall were causing quite a stir – in fact both won prizes. I took a few pictures and wished I had more time. I met Kavi Gupta from
From there I made it up to the big top - Frieze in Regent’s Park. It was nice to get in amongst the greenery, and as usual, Frieze was anything but freezing. Body heat and art frenzy. I stopped by Acme, we talked about the Monique Prieto and Allison Miller work, and I said out loud that I love abstract painting. (In fact I decided that Cy Twombly is my new favorite oldie.) I saw so much and only just caught the tip of the iceberg.
Lastly, I raced down to the Tate Modern to see the Doris Salcedo installation, the giant crack running and splintering throughout the main floor. It made me miss L.A.
Now my eyes are red and I’m asking myself just how much art one can consume in a couple of days. I have to wait and see what sticks.
Bye for now -