by Laura K. Jones
Who needs shallow art parties? Theyíre so
October. After Frieze, and the glamour, and the attendant madness, I became acutely aware of how edifying it might be to rediscover the other side of the London art world: the smaller galleries and happenings, the quieter movers and shakers that donít have the backing -- for example -- of galleries that are owned by auction houses. The things, in short, that I may have once arrogantly overlooked.