General comment by AB: Well... it's off to Florida for many of us, myself not included-- Miami to be exact. Thirty galleries from Ess Eff alone, I'm told, have elected to insert themselves into one or another of the 21-27 art fairs (depending on who you talk to) taking place this week. Everybody who's anybody (or who thinks they're anybody) is spinning the wheel this year, perpetrating to cash in on the bounty c/o 40,000-50,000 supposed art buyers (some of whom surely are) careening into South Florida from every cultured cranny of the planet. Why? To trump each other's canny panache at procuring material repercussions of creative expression in this, the World Series of Art. Why else?

So OK. Math time. Let's say there's 25 art fairs, each fair averaging 100 galleries, each gallery bringing or having access to 10 works of art by each of 10 artists. How many pieces of art do we have in total? Take your time; you can use your abacuseseses. Right you are-- 250,000 (aka a quarter million) oeuvres-- on the block for 40,000-50,000 supposed art buyers (some of whom surely are) to snap up like carp battling for bread crusts at the foot of the dock. Hmmm. I can barely wait to nab the wrap on this one.

Meanwhile back at the blustery shakeytown ranch, the wind blows, the rain pelts, and most galleries are either closed for the duration or not opening shows, which means-- you guessed it-- a perfect opportunity to transit those precarious provincial territories where only the intrepid dare to trek. So don your galoshes and hone those machetes, my lovelies, 'cuz we're about to take us a wilderness safari...

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George Krevsky Gallery: Fifteenth Anniversary Party.

Comment by AB: This one's from First Wednesday, actually, a lively event celebrating George Krevsky Gallery's fifteen years in business, highlighted by the kindling of the Chanukah lights. Lining the walls, we have what you might call a cull of Krevsky's greatest hits. Mazeltov George Krevsky!