Joseph Geagan, one of the gaylords of the Gaylord prepared a delicious meal of lasagna and Caesar salad, which we paired delightfully with the bootleg espresso martinis his boyfriend and co-gallerist, John Tuite, made with some cold coffee.
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Later that evening at the Gaylord Apartments, a group of us celebrated the birthday of Georgia Gardner Gray, who has a show of paintings up in the apartment gallery, where you can tell that they have to rearrange the furniture to install work. Writers Gary Indiana and Chris Kraus after the Giovanni Intra reading. “They have 141,” the writer Kat Herriman told me. The girls from Greene Naftali didn’t know how many drawings they had of Becker’s in their inventory.
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Even galleries like this one-based out of a home and projecting an informal kind of DIY spirit, with chicken coops and vegetable gardens-have taken on a professional bent, partnering with the art fair, thus Deutsche Bank, and other institutions. Kraus said something beautiful about how Becker “walked the line of grace and magic between the legitimate and the marginal.” Walking this line has basically become an untenable way of life in Los Angeles, which is to say, life as a certain type of artist. On view in the gallery was Federal Building with Music, 2002, in which we see the hole Becker cut in the floor of her apartment in order to lower a replica of the bank building viewable from her window into the ground. Coon was honest and vulnerable, telling stories both tender and tragic about the artist, who committed suicide in 2016 via drug overdose. He distinguished himself as a non-art-world person, admitting proudly that he’d been rejected from CalArts multiple times. Coon is credited in the press release as Becker’s “former lover and biographer,” a title I hope one of my lovers will someday possess. Kraus remembered how Becker had stood up at Giovanni’s funeral, as the speeches were eulogizing a sanitized version of his life, and said that he was a drug addict, and that he was in a lot of pain. Giovanni came up again during a conversation Tuesday morning at Del Vaz Projects in Santa Monica, where Chris Kraus and Ralph Coon were discussing the work of Julie Becker. So the week began, with memories of LA bohemias past whose specter would linger throughout. During their readings, Veronica Gonzalez Peña and Jason Yates often interjected, correcting falsehoods or calling to the audience to remember dates and names. Those in attendance, some who had slept with him, done drugs with him, or worked for him, hadn’t gathered in a while.
He died at the age of thirty-four of an overdose and a certain scene dissolved with him. The late artist and writer was one of the founders of the gallery China Art Objects, which in the late ’90s was crucial in putting LA back on the art-world map. LAST SUNDAY NIGHT, the eve of Frieze Week in Los Angeles, people spilled out of the gallery Gattopardo into a strip mall parking lot for a reading celebrating a new collection of writings by Giovanni Intra, published by Semiotext(e).
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