All Dressed Up Like Art Galleries- NEW YORK TIMES

 I found this article recently about artists showing in retail/fashion spaces in New york. Due to the economy the artists were looking to take advantage of other opportunities, besides their galleries, many of which were going under. I really enjoyed this article, about artists who had been financially disadvantaged by a poor economy and have managed to turn the situation around for themselves by linking with the fashion industry. As artists we need to keep in touch with our clients, and explore the potential to create new clients, and this article is a fantastic example of the many new pathways opening up. Artists have always been creative thinkers. Using your creativity to get ahead in a business sense, is just as important these days to succeeding as creating fabulous art is. Enjoy the article.

 ALL DRESSED UP LIKE GALLERIES- NEW YORK TIMES

ANNIE PEDRET eyed a standard-issue sawhorse improbably dressed up in fleece. “I’d love to have that in my bedroom to put clothes over,” she said, apparently prepared to part with $750 to turn that conceptual artwork into a high-ticket coat hanger. Ms. Pedret, an associate professor of architectural history at the University of Illinois at Chicago, could have been forgiven.

 

Wall sculptures are a backdrop for shoppers at Robin Richman.

The sawhorse, one of several by Cheryl Pope, a local artist, was on view, after all, not in a gallery, but at a fashion boutique on North Damen Avenue, a mercantile thoroughfare that is home to the likes of Marc Jacobs and Club Monaco. That it vied for attention with satin cocktail dresses and oversize cardigans was fine with Robin Richman, the owner of the shop that bears her name. She is mounting the works of emerging artists to fill space once reserved for fashion labels she can no longer afford to sell, and to pique the interest of her worldly clientele.

“In this economy,” Ms. Richman observed, “we have to be really inventive.”

Those words would surely resonate with merchants across the country who have transformed their boutiques into one-stop emporiums offering gladiator sandals alongside rare lithographs and vivid oils on canvas. And these days they have as compelling a ring for scores of artists forced by a rocky commercial climate to seek new settings for their work. As the galleries that once embraced them succumb to soaring overheads and declining sales, some have taken to exhibiting in restaurants and hotel and condo lobbies. Even more are seeking refuge in the fashion world.

Exhibition in a dress shop? “You can’t say no,” said Monica Serra, who agreed to show her moody portraits, priced at about $10,000 each, at Mina, a boutique in downtown Manhattan, after the Miami outpost of her German gallery shuttered last month. “If the economy was different, I might have thought twice. I might have been worried that the art world wouldn’t take me seriously. But what are you going to do — stockpile your paintings because the venue is not right?”

Quite a few of her peers have adopted a similarly flexible attitude. In exhibiting alongside camisoles and candles, they have stood convention on its head: If their presence once lent cachet to the clothes, today it is the artist who seeks to borrow fashion’s luster.

Juan Angel Chavez, whose sculptures and large-scale artworks have been shown at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago, did not hesitate to mount an installation — a raffish collage of urban street signs — in the designated gallery space of Ms. Richman’s store. “I’m a very opportunistic artist, Mr. Chavez said last week as he scoped out the room, which was filled with the collectors, scholars, artists and architects who are among Ms. Richman’s clients. “If you stay in your studio, none of these people will see you.”

Artists like Mr. Chavez have put a literal spin on Andy Warhol’s dictum that a store is something of cultural repository, the contemporary equivalent of a museum. That notion is not lost on Confederacy, a cavernous retail space in Los Angeles selling frocks by Zac Posen and Mr. Jacobs, and etchings by blue-chip artists including Francis Bacon and Francesco Clemente.

When Baco, a cafe-boutique-and-gallery opens in Dumbo in the shadow of the Brooklyn Bridge in March, visitors will be invited to sip mocha lattes as they try on jewelry and inspect the paintings on the walls, priced up to $3,000. Neighborhood artists are pleading with him to show their work, Motti Berco, the owner, said. “They come to me because they expect there will be a lot of traffic here.”
That would be nothing, of course, to the traffic at the suburban malls that are home to the youth-oriented Metropark chain that sells CDs, fur-lined hoodies and raucously colorful art prints.

A scant half-dozen years ago, in hermetic art circles, showing in even the most rarefied retail environment was veritable heresy. “Tradition dictated that art be displayed in a clean space on a white wall, with nothing around it,” said Linda Warren, a dealer in Chicago. To stray outside the confines of the white cube was, she said, to risk a “perception that the artist is selling out.”

Last year Ms. Warren broke with tradition when she oversaw an installation by Carson Fox, at Neapolitan, an upscale boutique in suburban Winnetka, Ill. When Ms. Fox, an artist well known for her resin floral sculptures, agreed to exhibit, Ms. Warren was taken aback: “But I thought, ‘If she thinks it’s not beneath her, why should I?’ ”

There is also a perception that a merchant of even the finest jumpers or jeans, is a dilettante, too distracted or ill-informed to give the art its due.

“With clients there is a lot of hand-holding and a lot of scholarship involved,” said Island Weiss, a dealer in Manhattan. A shopkeeper as gallery owner? No problem, if the merchant is committed to the job, Mr. Weiss maintained. “Selling an Andrew Wyeth tempera isn’t the same as selling a dress.”

But as galleries continue to shutter — at the rate of about one a week in Chelsea, in Manhattan, according to Kathy Murphy, who is the publisher of the art monthly Modern Painters — such once-rigid standards are yielding. As an emerging artist, “you do whatever you need to do — you have to get by,” said Gracie Mansion, who is no stranger to the improvised exhibition space, having famously shown and sold art works in the early ’80s from the back seat of a limousine.

Natasha Calzatti for The New York Times

ONE-STOP LUXURY At Confederacy in Los Angeles, designer frocks are sold alongside etchings. 

Andrea Salerno, a curator, organized an exhibition last summer at the Tahari boutique in East Hampton, N.Y., in advance of the Scope Hamptons Art Fair. She recalled that the collectors stopping at the store didn’t raise an eyebrow. Nor did the artists, prominent figures including Alice Aycock, Lynda Benglis and Bryan Hunt. On being approached, “the artists were all ears,” impressed perhaps by the location, Ms. Salerno said. “You can’t turn your nose up at Main and Job’s Lane.”

AS long as the artist’s intention and the context of the work is not compromised, said Amy Cappellazzo, a deputy chairwoman at Christie’s Americas, showing in a retail space is “great, why not?” As Ms. Cappellazzo pointed out, the boutique-as-gallery phenomenon, is hardly without precedent. In the 1980s, the Japanese retail giant Seibu sold lithographs by Matisse and Braques. In London, the venerable Liberty department store has long housed a gallery.

The granny of all concept stores, 10 Corso Como in Milan, has exhibited artists’ works in the same selling space as billowy dresses and fountain pens. Prada lent the trend new impetus in 2001 by hanging a photographic mural of the German monumentalist Andreas Gursky in its SoHo boutique. In recent years Hermès has exhibited fine art photos in its Madison Avenue shop.

And if stores once sought to cash in on an artist’s prestige, today it is the artist who stands to reap the benefits. Jamel Shabazz, whose photographs of hip-hop culture have been published in book form and shown at shops like Harriet’s Alter Ego in Brooklyn, said that exhibiting at boutiques has exposed his work to the influential “downtown crowd.” “I have heard from my publisher that some of my success is due to these boutiques,” said Mr. Shabazz, who work was shown recently at the Bronx Museum of the Arts.

Nor does it much matter that some cutting-edge merchants juxtapose wares in ways once deemed unthinkable. At Confederacy, in boho-hip East Hollywood, a series of Julian Schnabel etchings, marked at $12,000 a piece, face off against a row of swaybacked mannequins wearing radically abbreviated underwear. Ilaria Urbinati, a partner in the shop, with the actor and D.J. Danny Masterson, recalled that it was her mother, the respected Los Angeles dealer Fiorella Urbinati, who encouraged her to take a swipe at convention.

“I was shocked at first: my mother is such a huge art snob,” the younger Ms. Urbinati recalled. “But she has always told me that in the art scene you have to be innovative.”

Such inventive strategies whet consumer appetites and even those of dealers. Steven Borts, the owner of the Light Gallery in Costa Mesa, Calif., which sells both clothes and pieces by surf, skateboard and tiki artists, was mildly surprised to find that galleries had taken note. “They see that we’ve taken a risk,” he said, “and that we’ve been drawing pretty goods crowds.”

Not long after he mounted shows of tiki art, and the hand-shaped surfboards of Rory Russell, the pipeline legend, neighboring galleries held similar shows. Mr. Borts was delighted.
“It feels good to be an influence,” he said.