Miami, you are beautiful… not
the scene, the beach, the parties, truly I had to focus on the Fridge Art Fair
at Pax, nestled in its little green on Calle Ocho (Por favor don’t call it SW 8th
St. como una turista!) between Brickell and Little Havana.
The beauty was the people, both
the welcoming community we relied on to feed an house us, and especially those
who came to our booth, which featured New York artists Danny Licul and Dean Radinovsky’s
paintings in a micro-exhibition (see previous post) and really engaged the art,
asked questions, gave intelligent and insightful opinions. They changed my
experience of fairs, where I have often felt like a hungry leopard in a zoo
ready to spring at the rare passerby who happens to be drawn in. It was an
experience of knowing where I was supposed to be, and I also have to credit the
Fair itself for encouraging a showing-not-shopping concept.
Paintings by Danny Licul (top) and Dean Radinovsky at the Fridge Art Fair Miami |
When I stopped to pet a man’s
dog outside (he did not know who I was) and he told me how he had accidentally
wandered in and loved the fair, it reminded me how important and rewarding it
can be to get out of the districts and take art “on the road.”
Til next year…