I Wish I Could Write About Shows

Artistic Qualities That Once Seemed Undeniable Don't Seem So Now. Sometimes These Fluctuations Are Only Fickleness Of Taste, Momentary Glitches In An Artist's Work, Or An Artist Getting Ahead Of His Audience (it Took Me Ten Years To Catch Up To Albert Oehlen). Other Times, However, These Problems Mean There's Something Wrong With The Art.

I Think That Writing Is A Process That Tells You What You Think. You Sometimes Actually Don't Know What Your Opinion Is Until You Hear Yourself Trying To Piece It Out And Have It Make Sense To You. The Process Itself Is So Bizarre And Mysterious That You Never Know What It's Going To Tell You.

Art Is For Anyone. It Just Isn't For Everyone. Still, Over The Past Decade, Its Audience Has Hugely Grown, And That's Irked Those Outside The Art World, Who Get Irritated At Things Like Incomprehensibility Or Money.

Those Who Love Him Love That He Sells The Most Art; They Take It As A Point Of Faith That This Proves Kinkade Is The Best. But His Fans Don't Only Rely On This Supply-and-demand Justification. They Go Back To Values.

Turns Out Picasso's Passion For Uncertainty, Mystery, And The Thrill Of Life Never Ended.