Make An Enemy Of Jealousy And Envy.

My Nominee For Best Picture Of The Year - Maybe The Best Picture Ever, Because It's Essentially Made Up Of And Is An Ecstatic Love Letter To All Other Movies - Is Christian Marclay's Endlessly Enticing Must-see Masterpiece 'the Clock.'

Giorgio Morandi's Paintings Make Me Think That Artists May Not Totally Choose, Or Even Control, Their Subjects Or Style.

Abstract Expressionism - The First American Movement To Have A Worldwide Influence - Was Remarkably Short-lived: It Heated Up After World War Ii And Was All But Done For By 1960 (although Visit Any Art School Today And You'll Find A Would-be Willem De Kooning).

I Don't Often Go To Curator Or Artist Walk-throughs Of Exhibitions. For A Critic, It Feels Like Cheating. I Want To See Shows With My Own Eyes, Making My Own Mistakes, Viewing Exhibitions The Way Most Of Their Audience Sees Them.

As I Went Through 'this Progress,' One Of Two Performance Pieces By Tino Sehgal That Transform Frank Lloyd Wright's Emptied-out Spiral Into A Dreamy Socratic-purgatorial Journey, The Museum Literally Fell Away. I Was Suspended In Some Weird Nonspace.