Grayson Perry’s tapestry, pictured, and some other choice pieces reminded me that artists are shrewd social commentators, and magicians at delivery, as much in fine art as in the other arts practices such as performance.
A talk by film-maker Agnes Varda really made the weekend, while other talks spurred on by the recession: Art and The New Deal, stir interest while others fall flat (on purpose) declaring “we are out of ideas, or we are so into ourselves and have forgotten that you are not.”
Overall there were less works that required an audience, less interventions, less fun which left the Frieze feeling like less of an event. The Zoo on the other hand featured sound pieces by Richard Strange, in a real east-end depot, as opposed to the Frieze’s odd choice for the after party: a psuedo-arts-depot recreated in the downstairs of an exclusive Mayfair restaurant, complete with fittingly aggressive bouncers and dining elite. The very reality of The Zoo and its mimicking by the Frieze, life imitating art has never been so complicated.


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