Boone Gallery is truly fascinating and an absolute must-see for anyone interested in the contemporary art scene and its players. A truly remarkable achievement, with 700 portraits taken over a span of 20 years, Greenfield-Sanders has amassed the most comprehensive photo collection of important ...
After performing an informal Saturday night surprise outdoor piano concert in front of my permanently installed bronze public sculpture here in the center of San Benedetto del Tronto called “To See Through is not to See Into,” I am thinking constantly about Lee Bontecou, whose work from 1958 to ...
One evening, during an art world dinner party in the penthouse of the Roger Smith Hotel, I told the famous American painter, Jonathan Lasker, that I thought his work had a slight connection to the Italian abstractionist, Giuseppe Capogrossi. He immediately replied by saying: “You know whose ...
I'm in a good mood. I'm half done eating my large, thick, moist, triangular shaped brownie from Bottino take-out. I've got my paper cup filled with a second load of reliable Twinings Earl Grey tea.
I am a famous artist. I am one of the world's most famous living artists. But I want more. I can't get enough. My greatest fear is being airbrushed out of art history or being dismissed as a has-been eighties art star.
I confess! As yet another example of the placating incestuousness that swamps all credible relationships in the art world, I am writing about “The Road Show,” partly because my work is in it. I also hope that curator Mike Weiss (that unshaven scamp who irritates art snobs, a.k.a. “the Don King ...
Last night my girlfriend, Gwen, bought a painting by Dot Szemiot for $70 at a silent benefit auction for Save the Teens at the China Club. The painting looks like it's worth $5000
John Baldessari and I both got our careers started at the Molly Barnes Gallery in Los Angeles, California. As a teacher/guru at Cal Arts, Baldessari's students included David Salle and Eric Fischl. Once John did a large black and white painting—a hand-lettered blow up of his resume, listing all ...
I've read dozens of articles about the late, great Beatrice Wood and they all basically say the same thing; they drop the same historical names and present the same amusing anecdotes. This article will rehash nothing. All of this is new material.
About two years ago on a sunny summer morning in Venice, Italy, while Dennis Oppenheim and I were both waiting in line to enter the press opening of the Venice Biennial, he told me that he watches and likes my cable television show, “Inside Kostabi.”