The shuttle from the airport to the hotel was full of women. They seemed like those aloof gallerinas from the Chelsea neighborhood. I tried to strike up a conversation. I asked if everyone was here for Basel. The woman next to me made some comment like duh only in a more pleasant way. No one seemed interested in having a conversation. So I tried to make small talk with the one next to me. I said something about being an artist from Montana her response was that I had traveled far. She seemed uninterested in talking to me. After a long silence (miles) I asked where she was from, Cleveland she said. I asked what she did there and her response was curator of the New Museum. Then she seemed much more receptive and we had a great talk. I told her that in my 30 years as an artist she was the highest person in the art world I had met. In the following days I was able to honestly repeat that statement.
Changed clothes, took a cab to the Art Miami opening.
(Click on the TV screen after clicking this link)
http://vernissage.tv/blog/2007/12/05/art-miami-2007/
The Russian driver first took me to the Photo fair (wrong tent show) then dropped me at the Zone show. I walked and ran in a suit four blocks since the Tanseys (the owners of my Tucson gallery) were waiting for me with the invitation.
Met Tracy Freeman from Hackett-Freeman of San Francisco
http://www.hackettfreedmangallery.com/templates/home.jsp
Thanked her having such a wonderful taste in artists and warned her about the goal I’ve carried for twelve years of being in her gallery someday.
After the show I shared a cab with a curator.
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