Art auctions are, supposedly, exciting. Nobody told the two dozen or so buyers gathered for the Christie’s sale of contemporary art last week. As a photo of a small Sol LeWitt sculpture came on the screen, a man in the back muttered into his cell phone, “I don’t know, do you want it?”
He spoke Read More
Bernie Madoff and his testicles make a fleeting appearance in Peter Saul’s exhibition of paintings and works-on-paper at David Nolan Gallery, and New Yorkers are poorer for it. Actually, it’s Mr. Madoff’s castration Mr. Saul depicts. Notwithstanding the artist’s typically over-the-top finger-pointing, the “Maddoff” drawings aren’t anywhere near as disgusting, funny or caustic as they Read More
There are exhibitions whose titles are as ill-chosen as the works that comprise them are ill-conceived, and one such show of this kind is something called Critic as Grist , which Michael Portnoy has organized at the White Box gallery in Chelsea. Clearly, the title is a misnomer. According to my handy dictionary, the word Read More
