Sunday, December 17, 2006

London-based Saatchi Gallery online called cyclopean; how many of you are using?

Saatchi gallery
Originally uploaded by Rose Davies.

The NY Times has somehow waited a few weeks to write about the behemothean success of the Saatchi online gallery.

Carol Vogel writes, "The brainchild of the London-based advertising magnate and collector Charles Saatchi, this social networking outlet — a kind of MySpace knockoff for artists — is causing something of a sensation, boosting traffic at the gallery’s Web site overall to more than three million hits a day.

In May Mr. Saatchi, famed for spotting young unknowns and turning them into art-world superstars, created a section on his Web site for artists of all ages to post their work at no charge. It is called Your Gallery, and now boasts contributions by about 20,700 artists, including 2,000 pieces of video art.

Everything there is for sale, with neither the buyer nor the seller paying a cent to any dealer or other middleman. About 800 new artists have been signing up each week.

And since Stuart (shorthand for “student art”) went online last month, some 1,300 students (including 450 in the United States) have created Web pages there. No one vets the quality or style of the art.

With dealers and collectors scouring student shows for undiscovered talent and students hunting for dealers to represent them, Mr. Saatchi has tapped a vein that can’t stop gushing."

Gush on, Carol. Seems hard not to, with the lush globality of it all. Last month Shreveport-based artist Michael Harold sent me to his Saatchi site.

Would any of you like to reveal your Saatchi site? Maybe you've got some work to do and you'll get back to me later? OK.


Noma said...

The work of both Robin Rothrock and Lisa Smith appears there.

Noma said...

Oh, but last I heard they aren't in the building in the picture anymore. Saatchi was being evicted from the old County Hall when I was in London last March. Perhaps they got it together since then.

Robert E Trudeau said...

To have, in effect, a London correspondent here in Shreveport is like marmalade on toast. With butter.

Noma said...

Alas, unless the Powerball presents as a deus ex machina, those days are sadly, sadly gone. Sigh. "We're in the poorhouse now..."