Too much money? So so sad. There’s lots in life that’s closed to you, your roots are shallow, you should have made your own bed, but I’m not here to scold. To some extent inherited debilities can be overcome, but in general being unusually good looking or financially independent too soon at least delays human trials almost everyone faces sooner or later.
Art is like upholstery for the hard corners of life, a reward for success and solace for winding up back in the pack. To benefit from art, however, to enjoy art, to understand art, a bit of bonding has to take place, a process we almost understand. Experience shows before we can truly own anything there has to be an element of sacrifice, something given up to acquire the object, and in the case of art certain among us would find that difficult, those of us with too much money. So much easier for the young couple just out of college, scavenged furniture in a cramped apartment, and they decide to buy a painting instead of a newer car, taking a trip, getting a bigger place. They’ll compromise and reach common ground, search and find the art and then probably make payments, perhaps directly to the artist. Bought this way they’ll actually own that painting, forever, coming in time to consider it a family member, a confidant and friend -- ask anyone who owns and lives with art.
If you’re perusing resumes figuring to trade up, to improve the long-term financial profile of the art you’ve collected, along with your garage full of exotic dangerous cars and your pool with adjacent tennis courts, you should go ahead and make a purchase, keep the economy churning and help buy some art dealer’s boat. If you want art to be a part of your life, to influence how you think and what you feel, go out and find a good painting expensive enough to have you missing lunch now and then, and if you earn a lot, pay more, the way a serious person would. In the end, your reward will be priceless artwork, since in just a few years you won’t want to sell it.
Art is like upholstery for the hard corners of life, a reward for success and solace for winding up back in the pack. To benefit from art, however, to enjoy art, to understand art, a bit of bonding has to take place, a process we almost understand. Experience shows before we can truly own anything there has to be an element of sacrifice, something given up to acquire the object, and in the case of art certain among us would find that difficult, those of us with too much money. So much easier for the young couple just out of college, scavenged furniture in a cramped apartment, and they decide to buy a painting instead of a newer car, taking a trip, getting a bigger place. They’ll compromise and reach common ground, search and find the art and then probably make payments, perhaps directly to the artist. Bought this way they’ll actually own that painting, forever, coming in time to consider it a family member, a confidant and friend -- ask anyone who owns and lives with art.
If you’re perusing resumes figuring to trade up, to improve the long-term financial profile of the art you’ve collected, along with your garage full of exotic dangerous cars and your pool with adjacent tennis courts, you should go ahead and make a purchase, keep the economy churning and help buy some art dealer’s boat. If you want art to be a part of your life, to influence how you think and what you feel, go out and find a good painting expensive enough to have you missing lunch now and then, and if you earn a lot, pay more, the way a serious person would. In the end, your reward will be priceless artwork, since in just a few years you won’t want to sell it.
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