Apartment 3-G, 1/14/07
Well, now we know how Eric Mills has managed to claw his way to the top of New York’s ultracompetitve art world. Suckers spend all their time carefully wooing temperamental geniuses in the hopes that they’ll create another Guernica, another Thinker, a work that will make their reputation echo down the ages. Eric instead finds some moderately talented striver, then dangles the prospect of fame in front of her eyes and orders her to churn out paintings by the gross. He seeks nothing less than to be the Wal-Mart of the art world, complete with slave labor. I’m guessing the “gallery” where Lu Ann’s masterpieces will be displayed is a conference room in a Holiday Inn on the New Jersey Turnpike, and that the ad copy for the “show” will rely heavily on the phrase “starving artist quality at starving artist prices.”
In a particularly egregious Sunday-weekday comics coloring mismatch, Saturday’s Caucasian Gay Pirate Porn Star has suddenly been replaced by today’s African-American Actor Who Is Classically Trained But Can Nevertheless Only Find Work As A Cheesy Doo-Rag-Wearing Criminal, circa 1993.