A looker-and-maybe-collector guide to that great big art happening by the beach
"WANNA stay at my apartment and do Art Basel Miami"?
ME: "Does a chicken have hard lips?
CALL ME LATE to the party: my first-ever pilgrimage to this seaside artfest with decidedly "Suisse" cachet comes more than 6 years after the birth of this blog. What's my excuse?
First, I live smack dab in the Chelsea gallery district of New York City, so there's art a bagel's throw from my door (this has got to make up for living in the smallest studio in the country). Second, a full palette of art fairs: Frieze, Armory Show, Untitled, Pulse, NADA, Volta, Scope, ADAA, Collective, WANTED, Independent, Spring Break, Affordable, Art On Paper, Outsider, even Documenta - did I miss anyone? - pass through the city each year, some a whole bike ride away...
But Art Basel Miami - technically, Miami Beach, but for the snowbound, that's a tautology - is something else: a big chunk of t…
There's been a fair bit of discussion on our Spot Chaser Facebook Group about whether to jettison or jive with the giant cardboard tube, which is capacious enough to be a second bedroom in a standard Manhattan studio. "Keep the toob!" say the hardcore collectors. "Just keep the label," said the framers. Space-wise, I haven't got much of a choice: I'm leaving the $25 tube to a lucky tubester diver.
First Spot Challenger to post a shot was Rob Sawyer in the UK. Next was arreste
ASK ANYONE who lives (as opposed to absentee-invests) in artsy West Chelsea and they'll tell you it's becoming "artless." All but the bluest of blue chip galleries are fleeing to (slightly) more affordable zip codes, no thanks to rampant "condo-mania." Three of my favorites - Lori Bookstein Fine Art, Alexander and Bonin and Andrew Edlin, which formed an artsy little men-art a trois on 10th Ave have been swept away by the winds of gentrification.
So it I was thrilled to discover that street artists are alive and doodling, pasting, spraying and "throwing up" (in a good way - I'll explain later) in the nabe, on a tour hosted by "recovering street artist," Patrick Waldo.
Recovering from what, Patrick? A fall from a ladder at 2am while tagging an Absolut billboard?
"I got caught," said the impossibly tall, millennial-apparent Waldo. He's got all the right creds to be leading this tour: a couple of arrests for graffiti-in…