It’s been four months, almost five. That’s quite close to six, which is a long time. I’ve read Guterson, Otsuka, Chekov, Turgenev, and more. I’ve seen Bontecou, Marguerite, Soto, Braque and so many others. We went to Marfa and I had an epiphany about my work—like so many others.
Yes, you need to watch this.
“SALTZ: ….I’m just saying, you guys have to make work that doesn’t all look the same, that isn’t like some sticks leaned up that you found or some cement or some twisted wire, or small, modest paintings of little geometric shapes with a little spray paint on it—maybe some reproduction à la Warhol, Chris Wool, Albert Oehlen, or Laura Owens. I love the art of the moment, but one of the things that’s plaguing our moment is the need to be accepted.
BOLLEN: The love-me cry.
SALTZ: Yes, to be liked. I think that a lot of artists have succeeded in making what I might call “curator’s art.” Everybody’s being accepted, and I always want to say, “Really? That’s what you’ve come for? To make art that looks a lot like somebody else’s art?” If I am thinking of somebody else’s art in front of your art, that’s a problem.” “
This is a great photo. Plus, instructions on how to bump start your moto! Hope you never have to!
The next four weeks will be crazy. Please bear with me.
It has been a long, long time. Let’s get back together over some history and beautiful images of beautiful motorcycles.