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...entrepreneurs very much like himself. He put more emphasis on stock-market advice and edgy corporate pieces and used charm, guile and arm twisting to ratchet ad sales. He also promoted the hell out of his magazine, becoming the most influential Harley biker, hot-air balloonist and Faberge-egg collector...
...forgotten eras. The titles undoubtedly speak for themselves: "Music to grow Plants," "Music for the Halfassed," "Polka Encounters of the Honky Kind," and "Music for Washing and Ironing" among others. The bust of Elvis in the window beckons passersby to pick up their own personal "Limbo Party" collector's series, great for any Harvard dorm bash. And when your Citystep formal date mugs down in the corner with that sketchy guy from Grafton, Stereo Jack's record titled "How to Overcome Discouragement" has to be a first step to emotional recovery...
While traveling in Australia last summer, our art critic, Robert Hughes, saw an exhibition titled "New Worlds from Old: 19th Century Australian and American Landscapes" and read press coverage of it, which included a review by Patricia Macdonald in Australian Art Collector. After the exhibition moved to the Wadsworth Atheneum in Hartford, Conn., Hughes' review ran in our Nov. 2 issue. His first three sentences were very similar to the opening sentence of Macdonald's article. "To my embarrassment I seem to have cannibalized it, but it was entirely unconscious," says Hughes. "I apologize to Ms. Macdonald and to TIME...
...maybe? No: the oeuvre lacks that vast span. For someone who had the impact on international art that he did, Pollock had a bafflingly short career. He didn't attain any degree of originality until after his 30th birthday. The arc of the career rises from 1943, when the collector and gallery owner Peggy Guggenheim commissioned him to paint a mural for her Manhattan apartment, to the early '50s--no more than 10 years. The final four years of his life brought a string of pictorial failures and, at best, semi-successes: no talent could survive the alcoholic battering Pollock...
Gradually, Wynn's collection is moving toward the mass it needs to define its own shape and establish its own gravitational field. It isn't there yet, and all talk of a "private museum" is beside the point, but you have the sense of a collector with real moxie. This isn't the Getty of Las Vegas, and it isn't meant to be, but Wynn has already nailed a few things that the Getty, with its comparably huge buying budget, ought not to have missed. He has also taken on some sound advisers, led by Edmund Pillsbury, for many...