BizArt's New New Year's eve- Getting older and wiser with age

No matter what Bauldrillard had to say on the subject- representation will never catch up to that being represented. Now a full one month from when it occurred Biz Art’s New Year’s Eve Party finally makes the press. What is curious though is how the (this) event’s value, credibility and candor changes with age… almost like wine that gains character, a growing man that gains wisdom, and a story that gets elaborated with age.
Biz Art's event was what Kierkegaard called the “the brainstorm that anticipates the orgy”… well maybe not that extreme… but we did have one intoxicated tug-of-war with a lot of cold meat scattered on the floor plus a lot of manly buzzcut artist men doing the hootchy koo in plastic grass skirts… And OH yes if this was a gossip column, which it might as well be, we could say there was a certain celebrity ala Shanghai art world present: Arthur Solway- cousin of 26th street James Cohan Gallery, now officially in town to do big business, was here trying to reassure himself, via his conversational charm, that opening shop here was indeed the right decision and that SH, as superficial as it seems from the outside (and that I purported it to be in Dec.’s Art Forum- for which many folks including Arthur gave/still gives me flack for) has a big PHAT soul if you just look for it. Mian Mian, the writer was there. As was all the artists you could imagine including the legendary, albeit super humble, Lao Geng aka Geng Jianyi up from Hangzhou even though he has high blood pressure and a general disposition that one may characterize as existential angst mixed with pubescent zeal. It seems that everybody has high blood pressure these days- My theory is that all those cigarettes and MSG have finally come back to haunt this smoky crowd. Pauline Yao, down from Beijing via Hangzhou, where she’s writing a book about museums with and for the collector GuanYi who will build one soon- He’s using the switcherup- ‘gotta write the book before you build it’ method- blessed us with her presence. (Bea Leanza says that museums are all the rave now- everybody wants to re-examine, deconstruct, and basically f**k the museum- something that has been going on in various unsuccessful ways in the west – problem is the museum wins by default each time). She and Chen Shaoxiong were smoking in unison to the beat of some over-modulated KOK whilst in the background Fei Pingguo was playing limbo with the kids.
Anyway the legend continues- no one really has parties like this in China… only Biz Art, especially the tug of war part- which, with our hands still sore, got echoed back at us a few weeks later at the Lin Yilin opening- see below.