In New York if you wanted to connect with the art world, it seemed the only way to do it was to write about people.


Up Is Up, But So Is Down: New York's Downtown Literary Scene, 1974-1992, p. 472


In New York if you wanted to connect with the art world, it seemed the only way to do it was to write about people.

In New York if you wanted to connect with the art world, it seemed the only way to do it was to write about people.

In New York if you wanted to connect with the art world, it seemed the only way to do it was to write about people.

In New York if you wanted to connect with the art world, it seemed the only way to do it was to write about people.