I believed I could, so I did.
I finally had the free time at December's beginning to be in Miami for the art world's annual year-end party of exhibitions and I spent it with my best friend Abby and another great friend world-champion juggler Michael Falkov.
Because I'd never been before, I didn't realize going to the Convention Center on South Beach for the title exhibition would be mostly safe work reserved for hotel lobbies and corporate offices...which is fine, it's high-end work but I was not tuned on and the atmosphere felt dead - I was looking for innovation. At $50 a ticket, I'm glad Michael had a VIP pass, allowing him a free plus-one. But I'd bought the tickets to Scope Miami that morning online for myself and Abby, so the money all evened itself out in the end among friends.
I preferred the more experimental selection at Scope, though it was not without high-quality craftsmanship as well. When I go again, I will know this time to not go to Art Basel at the Convention Center but to instead go to Art Miami, NADA, and Scope. I want to see the new, I want to be surprised!
But the best part of the weekend was wearing yellow and finding yellow photo ops. After all, yellow live once!!
What appears as solid wood behind us is actually forces of energy under pressure, emitting sounds we can't hear. The universe is held together by sound.
These chips? Held together by sound.
One reason I think art is so interesting is because the final products are valued at a sum greater than the whole of their parts. Is it just the pricing that makes it this way? I think it helps elevate it the experience people have at these art fairs, like something religious, transformative, by bringing everyone together. It reminds me once again of my favorite quote by late curator Walter Hopps: "Art offers the possibility of love with strangers."
After we left Basel, we sat on a roundabout wall alongside the beach while a drunk man from Ohio cried in Abby's face about how he had a degree in business management cause I guess he thought that would make her want to sleep with him but she didn't care. Yellow live once.
Michael thought Pinterest was more pinteresting than what Art Basel had to offer at the Convention Center, though I explained it's beyond just the image, it's the human touch applied to the work you can see in person, and taking in the actual object. But I could be reaching for a reason, fueled by a want to uphold the art world so that I always have a job. I used to take Dave Hickey's classes at UNM. He'd say, "There's no guarantee the art world will always be there."
We discovered a wall of four-cornered shapes, showing how space is continual and patched together by smaller units. Each section of space is ripe with potential to give us more clues into the nature of nature. The rainfall is your Zen master. The sunshine is your mother. #yellowliveonce