AUDART
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Hello Audrey,
I've just visited the site - you did a wonderful job. BRAVO! Marie-Luce __________________ It was an audventure; an audity and an audyssey and, audly enough, I miss it. Katrine _____________________ I enjoyed the newsletter regarding your 'zine as well as the Audart archive. I think the internet has seriously cut into real-life motivation with all the artists exhibiting online and the growing number of online galleries. We need something on the street corner that we can wander in and out of, and art with which we can spent time, using all of our senses. The pristine art galleries of New York just don't do it for me as most are as sterile as hospitals. Somewhere between the stodgy retail gallery and the online clicking must be another Audart in the making. I hope. Joseph Desjardins New York _____________________ I worked for Goldman Sachs during the Audart days. Audart was a "hotspot hideaway" on a stuffy street block of corporate finance. I don't know anyone who could have pulled it off, at such a time, in that environment, while facing such difficulties - most of which were not even recognized by those whose art was exhibited there. It was not an art gallery. It was as close to a 20th century salon as New York city had ever experienced. It was far more about people and ideas than individual works of art or exhibition themes. Anyone who expected conventional art gallery protocol just didn't belong on the premises - I knew that the instant I walked through the door. Unfortunately, my schedule kept me from the creative side of it, when everyone left Wall Street but the lights stayed on in just one location. I knew the Audart doors were always open; but for any who didn't know, trying to find the doors was another whole issue. Peter Glassman (now in Los Angeles) ________________________ Dear Ms. Regan, Dear Audart, Glad I checked out the
site Audrey. Those were fun times. I like the page you made
for Graham Scarborough. She was a great artist and wonderful human
being and there isn't enough about her on the internet. Be
healthy and happy. A friend of Ginger's
and Graham's I remember cascades of red silk and strains of Pavarotti and the two artists putting varnish on all those fishes and snails and things. God, what a wild place. I hope you do it again someday. John Winter, Bayonne, NJ ____________________ It was more like a club than an art gallery. I truly wish Audart could have endured for at least a few more years. A very special place. Sandy |