'I can’t go out to a restaurant where it’s too noisy. I cannot hear. So, I just don’t go,' says David Hockney. Instead, he makes friends come to him...and then paints them.
There needs to be at least some appeal (besides networking) for non-buyers to come out to Manhattan’s far West side and view art on what is traditionally one of the most unpredictable weeks for weather in the year. And big art is a pretty good reason.