Gustav Klimt blows

I have been melting here in L.A., not a heatwave as much as a heat ocean. Long hot summer.

I can’t really say much has been happening besides trying to finish up the distribution of the new issue of the magazine. the Art World Poker thing is going great, the show changes radically and RAPIDLY!

Here is a cool set of pics from the Edward Colver Exhibition. Good show, good time.

So I finally recalled what we had done on that day we went out and did something – we had gone to LACMA for the Klimt exhibit – big long lines, long wait, and for five oversized yuppie-ass paintings. The one got $135 million because of the scarcity of Austrian avant garde art left in existence – the gold portrait of Miss Bloch is intricate, but the perfect and flattering realism of her face is such a sellout by Klimt to the patron that it just ain’t a great pic. Bottom line hurts. Sorry Mister Lauder got gypped on the dough, but it must be cool for the heirs to the family.