4.28.25 — Something to Say
I started to write about art because I had something to say. I have stuck with it for thirty years to find out exactly what that might be.
It has made this the oldest Web site devoted to art and art criticism. By now the site contains millions of words about thousands of artists, from the full scope of art history to contemporary art.
Others have made claims for the death of Modernism and the birth of something new. This site has witnessed the supposed dead and the living#8212;and pondered whether after all they are much the same. It has tried to find a bridge between scholarly debates like that one and livelier reviews about what’s new in and around New York. But can I still have anything left to say? It is not an easy question, and I shall devote this entire week, continuing next time, to asking. It will take sorting out what I have always meant to say and what artists have taught me year by year.
The question is coming hard upon me right now, after ankle replacement surgery likely to keep me off my feet and out of galleries, museums, street art, and parks for up to a full year. I had been wondering, though, on my own. Already I have kept silent about the latest from artists who deserve to be seen and heard, because I had already covered them. Or I have posted links to an older review or two. I cannot promise to go silent for good, but I do expect to be silent for a while and to cut back after that. With luck, the results will be stronger for sticking to what I have newly discovered and what I have to say.
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