Damien Hirst: Jumping the Shark
It’s not easy to blend into the background at an exhibition of minimalist art, but Damien Hirst is somehow succeeding. On a rainy night back in January, a fashionable throng circulates through the chilly Gagosian Gallery in Manhattan, glancing at the walls—hung with an array of Hirst’s “spot” paintings, patterned with grids of colorful dots—while scanning the cavernous space for a glimpse of the artist. One guy waves around a book of the star’s work, showing off a just-bestowed autograph. When a security guard is asked where he last saw Hirst, he says: “Check the gift shop.”
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