Nowadays, you’re supposed to like Rob Pruitt very much. After all, he made up long ago for being a bit too ironic for his time and then, having learned to stay on the WHITE side of the fence, he gave the art world Cocaine Buffet, which, though politically correct, was pretty brave, kind of witty, and awfully cool. Continue reading “REVIEW: Rob Pruitt: Pattern and Degradation- Gavin Brown’s Enterprise & Maccarone Gallery 9/11-10/23” →