The Run of Play is a blog about
the wonder and terror of soccer.
We left the window open during a match in October 2007 and a strange wind blew into the room.
Now we walk the forgotten byways of football with a lonely tread, searching for the beautiful, the bewildering, the haunting, and the absurd.
Not long ago, a mystery bidder won these two paintings in separate auctions for around $120 million, and word from within the art world is that the bidder was Roman Abramovich. Since then he’s dropped another $14 million on one of those elongated-woman sculptures that Giacometti reeled off by the thousands so that Degas ballerinas would always have a friend at the museum. (Seriously, $14 million? He couldn’t have just waited for five or six hundred of them to fall from the sky when it rained?)
Now, it’s obvious that whenever someone parts with $34 million for a painting of a slumbering 300-lb. nude woman and $86 million for a painting of a mall mannequin passionately transforming into the inner organs of a goose, you and I will be tempted to psychologize. Unfortunately, the main thing these works reveal about Abramovich’s psyche is that his girlfriend is opening a gallery in Moscow. I might still have expected him to spend his millions on older, deader artists, but I don’t know, I guess he’s still spooked from the Shevchenko signing.
by Brian Phillips · June 10, 2008