so, yeah, richard serra... what can you say?? at beacon, i walked in and among the series of torqued ellipses, musing that it was an experience that can't be described. serra's achievement is one on the order of nature itself. by that i mean that he has surpassed the experiential facet of art and elevated it to the the level of the natural world. i've been caving and i've seen some spectacular caverns here and in europe. i've had lots of time on lots of beaches and in lots of boats, big game fishing. the feeling i get in these intense natural settings is very similar to the feelings i get while enveloped in serra's spaces. it's a sense of awe and, indeed a feeling of one's own insignificance in the scope of certain realities... this had been acheived, to a certain degree, in the painting of newman, pollock and rothko. it was the goal of clyfford still and perhaps motherwell. 

what sets serra (and heizer) apart is the unnerving ambition and final realization of an art that goes beyond what we know as art... 

next week i fly to san francisco for the opening of robert kingstons solo show at dolby/chadwick gallery. i haven't been to san fran since i was a child, so this is pretty exciting. and it's always good to meet a new dealer. we'll see what happens...