The Future of Art Marketing?

Damien Hirst’s “Demon with Bowl” at the Palm Casino Resort in Las Vegas.

I have been watching, for the past decade or so, the slow but steady crumbling of the gallery world.  Marketing opportunities for artists have shrunk. Only a few, those marketing art at the highest levels, seem able to survive.  So, of course, where does a washed up pop artist from the early 2000’s go to sell his stuff?  Vegas, baby!  Damien has sold several pieces to the Palm Casino Resort, as well as designing a hyper-expensive suite for those .01% types that think Las Vegas is a classy place to hang out.  I guess it’s just an example of art in the age of Trump, but I find it infinitely pretentious and sad.  Perhaps I just need to go to this resort, and sit poolside drinking over priced margaritas, several of them, to fully appreciate Mr. Hirst’s genius.


What if I were as big as a planet, with my own atmosphere and my own gravity.  Would things begin to stick to me?  Would I develop my own magnetic field?  In an age of over-sized egos ruling the actual planet, these are valid questions.