Tuesday, July 14, 2009
In 2007, I exhibited this "Dear Dash Snow" letter in my exhibition that was partially a visceral reaction to the media celebration of his 'bohemian' lifestyle. Apparently, he is dead and this drawing is simply a sad reflection of art imitating life. While I probably longed for his career to die, it was impossibly intertwined with his life, and that was never the point of this work. How the art world and media celebrated both the art and the self-destruction.