ARTISTIC EDACITY
Call me crazy but I absolutely love art collectors! Some people think they are under-educated philistines overcompensating for an inherent poverty of imagination. Other accuse them of buffoonery and I suppose they can be susceptible to caricature. I, however, am gravely attracted to their aura of feigned invincibility. I am possessed by a thorough fascination of the culture of acquisitiveness, especially when the commodity has cultural capital. I think money has its own form of charisma and when the dazzle of dollars is hitched to the magnetism of art, the cocktail is unstoppable.
I find these qualities in rash abundance in the person of Jean-Luc Episteme. I become weak when I’m around him. He smolders with a mixture of fractious entitlement and dauntless materialism. He owns several homes and has each one filled with extremely expensive works of art.
Dahlia with Jean-Luc Episteme
That he owns four of my paintings only adds to the attraction. His taste may be questionable but his determination is electric!
