By Thursday all the private jets had left Basel Airport. Good, so Rihanna and her entourage did not have to queue when they arrived at the fair on Friday, surprise to the press. The rest of us did not notice anything anyway. We could freely walk around – and instead queue for the bad food. We agreed with Mr Wirth; this year´s sausages were not that good.
Well well, after all we were there only for the art. And oh boy, art we got. Two large floors of it. On the first floor we saw Unlimited where conceptual and installation art was mainly shown. A lot of political and comments on social society made us quickly move through the floor. (Too obvious political art isn’t necessarily a favourite of ours). We moved on to the Big Boys and their booths. And the Big Artists and the Big Works (and the Big Prices). Most of it we had seen already one way or the other, either at gallery shows or in renowned museum shows. The moment of discovery went lost.
Instead we saw at some more interesting works of art and Emma liked this painting by Baselitz (below)