Art For Sale
As higher learning institutions across the country are facing receding endowments, Brandeis is combating their losses by selling off a primary asset, their fine art collection. The Rose Art Museum, home to a significant collection of modern art will be closed by late summer and transformed into a teaching facility and exhibition center. Roughly 8000 pieces, including works by Andy Warhol, Walter de Koonig, and Roy Lichtenstein will go onto the auction block, with all proceeds being reinvested into the school.
The art world will alternately wince and rejoice at the relinquishing of so many fine works. For the prices they will fetch, Brandeis will prosper. The economy should not hinder the number of suitors; they will be purchased by an echelon that is likely no more than inconvenienced by the current recession. Of course, that means that each of these pieces will have a greater likelihood of going into a private collection and hang on someone’s wall, though a few will certainly find their way into larger museums and exhibition spaces. But how many of us truly get to gaze upon original works? How many have the opportunity to visit El Prado, The Hermitage, The Louvre, the Getty Center, and the Met in their lifetime? And for those fortunate enough to do so, it is clear that it is only scratching the surface of the world’s great works.
Art is an infinite language, and a wealth of it is held in private collections and residences. We are exposed to much of it through textbooks, the internet and other media. I’ve been to half of the museums listed above, and endeavor to make my way to the remainder. Many of the world’s great works will never illuminate my own eyes, but they are out there to be cherished. My past moments of discovery in the centers above as well as The Carnegie Museum of Art, in the Reina Sofia, or le Musée d’Orsay still resonate in my mind as if they were happened only moments ago. They always will. The Rose Museum will close, and its works will be scattered, but they shall all live on future generations. The loss is sad, but transient. The art remains timeless.