Blasblog From Miami: Marc And More Rally Against The R-Word
I’m just as guilty as anyone else on this point—it’s all I can think about, to be honest—but last night I joined several people in a conversational movement against talk of the R-word. It’s reached a point where the recession, the end of the art market, the burst of every bubble that ever formed, and the end of the world as we know it are the only topics of conversation here in Miami. And quite frankly, it’s depressing. “If another person asks me how my art is selling, with that little poor-baby look, I’m going to kick them in the face” was how one artist described his reaction to the ubiquitous inquiry. (Some questions you might also have: Was anyone crying at the fair? Were all the booths filled? Is there a palpable fear that nothing is moving? Answers: no, yes, kinda.) I can officially report that the recession has replaced Obamarama as the go-to topic of conversation. There is one loophole, much like with the weather and our President-Elect: It’s OK to use recession chatter as an icebreaker. So, if you’re going to even broach the topic to a contemporary art dealer, make like Barry Diller and be optimistic about it, or don’t mention it at all. Or else, expect a response like the one I got from Marc Jacobs, there with Rachel Zoe and a gaggle of dapper gents, last night at the Visionaire party. “Recession? Bleh!” he answered pithily, before spinning on his gladiator sandal, flipping his Scottish skort and marching off.
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