After visiting my accountant this past Saturday (taxes, ugh). I popped over to Chelsea to see some art.

First stop was Pace Wildenstein for Logical Conclusions: 40 Years of Rule-Based Art which featured lots of big art stars and RSG. RSG was sharing a room with Paul Pfeiffer. The curator was trying to draw some progression through time so I guess video games follow video. But that stuff is always a curatorial construct with no basis in reality.

After that it was one big blur of crap. I remember thinking two things over and over, “Why do I hate so much art if I’m an artist?”, and the words “fucking painting” kept going through my head.

Finally I stumbled into Postmasters who were showing Guy Ben-Ner who’s work is witty and fun and put me back into a good mood. permanent link to this post