The exhibition of new paintings by David Salle at the Gagosian Gallery in Manhattan (through May 4) has one tiny merit. It reminds you how lousy and overpromoted so much "hot," "innovative" American art in the 1980s was. If Julian Schnabel is Exhibit A in our national wax museum of recent duds, David Salle is certainly Exhibit B.
In the '80s, Salle became about as successful as a young artist could get, analyzed at length in the art magazines, pursued by bleating flocks of new collectors: "Innaresting, innaresting, Marcia." In 1987, when he was only 34, the Whitney Museum gave him...
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