I used to be part of the “not-to-buy” group, which is ironic given that I have an obsessive interest for art. I worked for art foundations and galleries. I have all the museum’s fidelity passes. I even have a bachelor’s degree in Art History from Concordia University.
As a student, I argued that I had money for food, and not for art.
Fast forward 5 years later: good job, own apartment, good food, great wine, financially independent, and yet no art.
During the day I worked as an art consultant selling artworks to avid collectors looking for a piece for their 4th bathroom and at night I’d hang out it my minimalist white as snow apartment. I’d tell my peers “My partner and I just don’t like the same things… we can agree on the same piece”. Fake news
I didn’t buy art because I had a too long of a list of criteria (from agreeing with the artist’s statement, to being an investment). Unfortunately, I was letting the critical art historian in me ruin every opportunity of…
- Supporting a talented artist
- Having a part of culture in my apartment
- Admiring an artwork in the comfort of my own home
- Acknowledging that art is a means to escape this crazy world
- Buying something for me and only me (!)
- Purchasing a work that stands as a testament of my interest or conviction at a point in time in my life (transforming my home into a real-life scrapbook)
Today, I am proud to say I am no longer an art virgin.
Since 2017, I have acquired 3 artworks: from different artists, and for different purposes. Bonus: I have come to
befriend these artists and keep up with their excitingly evolving careers. I encourage you to take the same leap and experience the excitement.