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And, the snooty galleries turn up their noses at kitsch, unless it's delivered with hip, ironic detachment.
Not so much. I've pretty much given up on most galleries, unless they are having a retrospective of a specific artist that I like. The galleries in NYC are much more about posing, political posturing and selling of crappy fads than they are about real art, and the difference between a good post-modernist or abstract expressionist and a bad one is completely lost on me.
As I said above, it depends. I didn't bother with the galleries when I was in school because they tended to confuse crudity with authenticity, and I didn't. I pretty much stopped going to the Whitney after one particularly awful Biennial, and confined myself to the Met. Once in a while, a few of us would go to MOMA just to remind ourselves how much western civilization had declined in the last century, but that was the extent of it.
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