Scope was lit. A friend told me it was the place to be, so I Ubered over to Ocean Drive right on the beach where the white temporary tent held contemporary art from around the world. I admired so many of the pieces there, and the overall laidback vibe was more my speed. Art Basel was blah. I doubt I will ever go there again, but Scope? Man, listen. I’ll be there next year – God willing. I was there for about two hours, and that was me in a rush. I genuinely could have spent half of my day there admiring the artistry, asking questions, and soaking in everything.
My absolute favorite piece from the entire weekend was this piece at Scope. As soon as I turned glanced around the wall and saw it, I was in awe. Too bad my bank account couldn’t afford the $19,000 price tag.
I like street art. Wynwood is where street art was, so Wynwood was where I went. I strolled around the neighborhood on a Saturday morning and caught glimpses of color in every direction.
I only attended three art fairs while on a short trip to Miami, and Prizm was the one that I looked forward to the most. It was hosted in Little Haiti, and featured contemporary artists from the African Diaspora. When I arrived early Saturday midmorning, I was one of a handful of spectators viewing the art. That left me with more time to study each piece (and take ridiculous selfies). I put two hours aside to enjoy Prizm, but I actually stayed for less than an hour. There were awe-inspiring pieces, but not many as I expected as far as quantity. I have every intention of returning to Miami Art Week next year, but I’ll probably skip Prizm. This decision isn’t because I didn’t enjoy myself. Moreso because there a so many other art fairs that I have yet to see.