Went to a bunch of the art fairs this year, yesterday and today. Scope, Pulse, and Volta. Pulse had the best of the work, in my opinion, but the others had art worth mentioning. But not here, or at least, not now. Tired and late, and I just lost an hour to the farmers and their dang clock-changing ways. Click the above link for work that you can spend days talking about and yet, in person, it is lacking: Lacking anything but the barest of barry la ve's, a gaudy(?) fischli & veiss, with platinum and gold nails in the finest of woods. Ok, I get it, you're sitting around your studio and you are fucking OUT of ideas, but you must be some kind of hot or some kind of intelligently persuasive beast to convince people that this shit is what's up. Say what you will about the tenets of National Socialism, at least it has an ethos ... this shit is just vacant garbage propped up by empty words.
On the positive side, there were some really nice drawings, photos, digital installations, video pieces, etc. Kudos to the pallbearers and the stormbringers.