In Dreams Begin Responsibilities @ HYPERALLERGIC.

Hey! Totally psyched about my first post on HYPERALLERGIC! It's about the Bruce High Quality Foundation and the dumb art world I love. It starts with Napalm Death and ends with Taylor Swift, but not before making side trips to A Course In Miracles, American Psycho, Larry Gagosian, a naked Jerry Saltz dream, and Delmore Schwartz.

And Steelerbaby Wept.

Shepard Fairey @ The Warhol Saturday night.

I guess The Warhol Museum couldn't have timed their Shephard Fairey opening any better than this. Can't wait to see the show in December.

"I'm very disappointed with myself over this," [Fairey] said during an hour-long question-and-answer session about his career and influences.

While he said he couldn't comment much on the case, he described the issue as a mistake.

"There are some things being portrayed as if I was premeditative and sinister about which photo I used," he said. "That's not the case."

Most importantly, here's what a Steelerbaby supporter thinks about all this.

Empty.

Speaking of empty real estate housing art, I've been curious about this place between Court and Smith since it first went up. It's such an odd space I assumed that it was being built for something specific. Then, when it finally opened it was just a big empty cube that gave great shadow, but there was art leaning up against the walls. I happened to catch it at a good time on Friday and snapped some pics. Then, some dudes walked by with a canoe.

Fall.

Time to get out my second favorite sweatshirt. Hope I don't run into MB or Bjork in Brooklyn Heights though. That would just be embarrassing for everybody. (Art deal of the decade, by the way. Bought it for 1/2 price [$30] on the last weekend of his show at the Gugg.)

Gordon Gekko Book Signing.

The Street was littered with self-important PAs today, lemme tell ya. In a stroke of real-life irony they were using Trump's forever-empty Pine Street space for Holding. Heh.

Maria Bartiromo

Everything Means Less Than Zero.

Wherein we understand the how the latest art market crash happened.

Patrick Bateman (in voiceover): But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis. I gain no deeper knowledge about myself, no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. There has been no reason for me to tell you any of this. This confession has meant nothing...