It’s a matter of trying to create meaning in these things in the world around you and giving art a place where it can resonate.”

“You hear two auto mechanics and you have no idea what they are talking about,” he explained. “There is a kind of poetry in their impenetrable phrases. Why shouldn’t art criticism have that?”

“Nothing is ever evidence in and of itself.

“But if you start supporting artists who don’t deserve it or in a manner that seems like overkill, you will drive your readers away and undermine your own

once upon a time the critic led the dealer led the collector, whereas now, supposedly, the collector leads the dealer leads the critic.

He tells me, “Art is an intellectual, philosophical, and spiritual endeavor.” Before leaving home this morning, Griffin made a couple of calls to Europe, and while traveling down on the subway from Harlem, he read some “galleys” (that is, page proofs). When he arrived at the office, he checked in on the cover, made sure a key article had arrived, a

editor in chief Tim Griffin.

“We’re committed to being a portmanteau for different things,”

it cannot follow the market. Nor should it try actively to influence the market. It has to have its own point of view. It has to be honest. After that, clarity of writing, purity of design.”