I have sold toys, insurance, neckwear and art. And now cars and furniture, the former for fun and the latter for money -- and because I seem to have trouble getting into the fine art fairs. At Art Basel in particular I find myself in the design department, Design Miami/Basel, spreading my wares about on a blanket as if on St. Mark’s Street in New York. I can’t help but feel like a wayward photo dealer before the medium was embraced by the mainstream contemporary art establishment.
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