Who is Jerry Saltz

Jerry Saltz (born February 19, 1951 in Chicago, Illinois) is an American art critic. Since 2006, he has been senior art critic and columnist for New York magazine. Formerly the senior art critic for The Village Voice, he received the Pulitzer Prize for Criticism in 2018 and was nominated for the award in 2001 and 2006. Saltz served as a visiting critic at School of Visual Arts, Columbia University, Yale University, and The School of the Art Institute of Chicago and the New York Studio Residency Program, and was the sole advisor for the 1995 Whitney Biennial.

Saltz is the recipient of three honorary doctorates, including from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago in 2008 and Kansas City Art Institute in 2011.

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  • Provokeart: jerry saltz quotes: “all art comes from other art”. of course! it must! we are beings connected together…always changing and always evolving. we must look back, observe, create, imagine. it all matters.
  • Bizarrohan: jerry saltz is just a boomer who is perpetually horny on main and you know what? good for him
  • Natasha_riga79: "don’t go to a museum with a destination. museums are wormholes to other worlds. they are ecstasy machines. follow your eyes to wherever they lead you…and the world should begin to change for you." (jerry saltz) may 18th - international museum day
  • Dolphinhellas: “don’t go to a museum with a destination. museums are wormholes to other worlds. they are ecstasy machines. follow your eyes to wherever they lead you…and the world should begin to change for you.” – jerry saltz, art critic happy international museum day!
  • Drnels: i’d rather eat this everyday than that crap jerry saltz described eating daily in the nytimes.
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Denner's Old Woman
 by William Cowper

In this mimic form of a matron in years,
How plainly the pencil of Denner appears!
The matron herself, in whose old age we see
Not a trace of decline, what a wonder is she!
No dimness of eye, and no cheek hanging low,
No wrinkle, or deep-furrow-d frown on the brow!
Her forehead indeed is here circled around
With locks like the ribbon with which they are bound;
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