“Oh, he was so difficult, Jonathan . . .”
This was 2008, and my first boss and mentor in the art world, Virginia Zabriskie, was warning me off of a budding love for Charles Biederman. Sure, I thought, artists can be difficult, but . . .
“He showed up with a Brinks truck. And two drivers. I said ‘What have you got in there, the Savings and Loan?’ But it …
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