Viewing art has always seemed a solitary act for me. Viewing art brings out a meditative quality in me of quiet contemplation, (much like taking a walk and noticing the beauty of the flowers, the sky, or architecture as you pass).
Art Basel 2012 was a strange experience for me. The countless booths and collections, the streaming hosts of people scrambling to try and take it all in. And the talking, talking, talking! Whilst I love viewing art as much for the solitude and quiet contemplation, the stirring of thought and emotion- I don’t love talking much about it. The magnitude of Art Basel at the Miami Beach Convention Center was far greater than I anticipated (or could have as it was my first time going in). At times, it felt like a rat maze. Everyone was working their way through it just trying to find where the cheese was hidden.