September marks the end of summer and the beginning of a new season of work. Just in the last two weeks, I’ve attended a slew of art exhibit openings, begun conversations with old friends and new contacts, and noticed plenty of good art.
People do complain about the over-commercialization of the art world. I hear how market demands stunt the development of young talent and how the messy involvement of many different interests—sponsors, investors, curators, paid critics, entrepreneurs, the state, the academy, the gallery, the crowds—muddle artists’ visions. Nothing is simple or clean. There are tons and tons of art to see. And, tucked away between the atrocious items, there’s always something that deserves a second look.