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Talk of the town among those not too embarrassed to be caught talking about it at Art Basel Miami Beach this past weekend: Sylvester Stallone's paintings (dating back to 1977), at the Gmurzynska booth in the big fair. They're pretty absurd (the best thing about them is their hilariously ornate "artist-made frames"), but they're also sweetly earnest, and for that reason they sit better with me than Dennis Hopper's pretentious machismo pop crap, which has been getting attention for years. It's not a high bar, but...
Deitch sold this sucker (by Kehinde Wiley) for $160,000 to an American museum. Best line out of Miami came from artist William Powhida, who called Jeffrey Deitch "a drug dealer in an ice cream truck." (Powhida's giant drawing of Everyone I've Ever Met (That I Can Remember) is at Platform in Seattle this month.)
Photographer-on-overdrive David LaChapelle is never one to be outdone. Here's his 2009 vision of MJ.
These two clearly delightful humans are said to be very famous in Europe. Evidently they show up to everything. I do not know who they are but fell in love with them as they stood in front of a Sue Williams painting.
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