Eric Trich/”Dallas Art-, er, Terrorist Siros” Post Script, et finis

Posted in Eric Trich/Siros, Uncategorized on February 21st, 2009 by Titus

someone sent me some images from Trich’s latest mailing extravaganza. Wake up and smell the, uh, genius.

“Mentored by Siros.

Inspired by Caravaggio.

Collected by Art Lovers.”

Seriously? Are these people even from Earth? It’s like “Coneheads Conquer the Artworld”.

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Hey – collectors only, ok? Lookie-loos, stay home!

A press release states: “The exhibit will feature paintings and sculptures on loan from the collections of Bill and Heather Esping, Brad Johnson, Mark Murphy, R. Keith Nordin, H.I.H. Princess Sarvenaz Pahlavi and Jeff and Jan Rich, as well as the private collection of SGA Enterprises and a private collection in London.” Despite any royal titles, these alleged Trich owners all seem to live in Dallas.

Beware, pseudo-art buying public. I get thankful emails from people who keep encountering Siros, and instead of just listening to his own estimation of his and Trich’s lofty art world standing, they look online, and find only these woeful stories (Siros did say I’m costing him millions.) What happened with these other people remains a mystery. You can fool some of the people some of the time…a fool and his money…a sucker born every minute…etc. Are they aware of their use as fluffers in Siros’ Madoff-ian ponzi scheme?

Maybe, as incredible as it may seem, they just liked his art, in which case, what can you say? Carry on. Enjoy.

Hey Eric, here’s a perfect Caravaggio for your tutelage,  right there in Fort Worth. But he must know this. Suddenly, the “inspiration” is so clear!

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In the press materials I’m told are blanketing Dallas, there are also some full-page testimonials by other satisfied Trich collectors. Never seen that before, but ok. One of them is from Kevin Shook, who had signed the letters threatening to sue me before as “president” of SGA Enterprises (New York, Los Angeles, Dallas) and London-Tokyo Investment Group (the empire needed to be global.) These are the front “companies” concocted to push Trich, and now the largest purported “collectors” of his art in their own press materials. I get the impression he is Siros’ main (only?) co-conspirator in the dissemination of Trich’s product. What a reputable, independent recommendation…

But SGA is movin’ on up. Their address used to just be in a run down apartment complex in Uptown Dallas. Now they share a suite in the upscale Highland Park Village shopping mall with any number of other hazy, acronymed companies, doubtless without signs on the door. I love Google.

Shook has a profile on Rebuild the Party.com (how am I not surprised he’s a Bush-ite? Oops – its down now, two weeks later), and had some criticism for a Frontline report on Iran (homeland of Siros, and one wonders, Shook?) It also reveals that the “International Canadian Academy – Kobe, Japan”, among his 2 educational credentials – listed above his blurb, one presumes, to impress upon us his art authority – is a grade school. This short CV doesn’t include a law degree, so it’s even less clear why he was chosen to act as the muscle behind the legal-ese-y letter speciously threatening to sue me before (signing it “K.R. Shook,” which really does sound scarier than Kevin.)

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Hey Kevin – what about my freedom of expression? You and Siros didn’t seem to find it all that precious…

Another page comes from Nancy Harte, whose only presence online is a series of new age/astrology/wicca/kabbalah Dallas-area-hook-up webpages – including one devoted to Ken Wilber, of course. Says Harte: “As for the young Eric, I saw that twinkle in his Irish eyes. I was frozen by his natural talent, raw passion, the combination of realism with pop and the bolt of energy in his work…One can’t help but just to be amazed by his intellect and innate talent played across his canvases with confident sporadic placed instinct.”

Huh-wha?

They’re all obviously having a good time together in this art star fantasy (with shows to date at a community college, a branch library, a golf charity auction, and a church). Whatever. Go crazy. I’m sorry I burst the party bubble, but it seems tenaciously able to regenerate itself.

Good luck with the glossy mailers and death threats, Siros. How is all that workin for ya?

Siros, in a glamtastic, Warhol-thefting days. Click image for link to his website, "under construction."

A New Romantic Siros, in earlier glamtastic, Warhol-thefting days. Click image for link to the image source, his website, now many months "under construction."

Gerald Peters Gallery is dead; long li…eh, good riddance

Posted in Eric Trich/Siros, Glasstire on February 14th, 2009 by Titus
I’ve demonstrated little aptitude for political correctness on this blog, so let me not pretend now to hide any sense of my mild, if still distasteful, satisfaction on just reading of the demise of Gerald Peters Gallery’s Dallas operation (he’s still said to be pedaling in NYC and Santa Fe). They shut their doors for good today, in fact.
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(image source: CADD )

When I was writing about art for the Fort Worth Star-Telegram, on balance GPG fared well from me. I seem to remember writing four times about shows there, only once negatively. But that one review was so relentlessly brutal, I received comments about it for months – surprisingly, all appreciative.
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(Another masterpiece from Carbonell, once subject of my wrath. Yeah, I’d hide my face and weep too, Santiago. Let it out, my friend, let it out.)

However, the real reason there was only one bad review was because I refused to waste my biweekly mandate to write about new art in North Texas  (later monthly, as newspaper fortunes dimmed) on the dreck typically featured in GP’s contemporary space. It was consistently heinous enough that I simply stopped going altogether. Too painful.

The story on the KERA arts website
quotes Peters as saying that the departure of director Ashley Tatum was the knock-out blow in the gallery’s 15 round bout with the Dallas art scene (Peters already has a rep for losing cherished directors.) My only personal familiarity with Tatum comes by way of the Siros/Trich snafu of 2007-8, when I eventually ending up trying to find out what the their relationship was to Eric Trich.

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As many will remember, I tossed off what looks in retrospect like a relatively generous critique of some bizarre promo materials for Trich’s to-date only gallery exhibition, at Richland Community College (I’ve since heard from nearly every other gallery in Dallas that they had been approached by Siros with the opportunity to launch Trich, and had refused to touch that mess with the proverbial 10 footer.)


A fold-out ‘catalog’ and list of works for the show had said nearly all of it was “shown courtesy of Gerald Peters Gallery,” and Ashley Tatum was thanked specifically (since then, glossy oversize mailers promoting Siros/Trich works donated to charity auctions have become a running joke among their artworld recipients in Dallas.)
(image: a revealingly vacant-looking Trich, from his website.)

Months after my intial post on Glasstire, Trich long forgotten, Siros appears out of nowhere, going nutsoid on the phone with anyone he could think I might be associated with, including galleries, the paper, the university where I was teaching, on and on. I really got under this guy’s skin. A few days later he blanketed Texas with hefty packets of fraudulent info about hapless Trich’s fictional collectors and accomplishments, including alongside it all my critique, by-hand-highlighted copies of my bio from this website, and pictures of my work found online, all in a freakish, desperate attempt (and at no little cost) to get me fired, scared, or shamed into silent submission. Instead, I did what no one else had apparently bothered to do, which was simply start making some phone calls.

About the same time, an only slightly more exclusive letter, baselessly threatening to sue me, was sent to employers past and present, friends, colleagues, my wife c/o her gallery, etc; also cc’d was Ashley Tatum c/o GP Gallery. So I made one of my first calls to her to get the skinny. She wouldn’t take it, but assistant director Karen Fedri said there was no official connection with Trich, while acknowledging some sort of relationship with Siros. The “courtesy”s in the catalog were  “a favor to him,” she somewhat astoundingly admitted.

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(Trich with Beshears portrait)

This, of course, is fraud (however oblique); an attempt to fabricate some kind of stature in order to increase, or in this case just create out of thin air, an artist’s market value. Fedri got pretty riled when I pointed this out, but stammering, she could muster no explanation, short of saying I should talk to their lawyers. Later, I found a story on Art for The Bridge, a charity set up by Fedri, Tatum, and Priscilla Beshears, who are pictured together. We know Beshears is about the only real art collector who verifiably owns a Trich; she was quoted in those early People Newspaper reports before Trich even had the Richland show. The connections start to seem a little clearer.

The more I looked into Siros and Trich’s other claims, the more bullshit I found. I documented all of this thoroughly in a series of tedious, blow-by-blow reports on Glasstire.com – Siros’ continually morphing front company, the fabricated newspaper articles, the fake collections, the hazy untraceable coterie of “investors”, etc. Gerald Peters Gallery was clearly complicit in this clunky con. I guess none of them ever thought anyone else would look carefully enough to sus it out.

By the way, you can no longer find those stories in their original context on Glasstire (though they are still here, on this site.) After those letters threatening legal action, save for a few more bad promo mailers that they made sure Glasstire and I received, not much was heard from them until 6 months later. I certainly had nothing more to say about it (save writing Trich requesting he stop sending me their garbage – he predictably denied any responsibility.) In November, out of the blue Siros called Rainey Knudson, Glasstire founder/owner, claiming my (admittedly pretty pathetic) investigative reportage had cost him “millions of dollars” [if true, which is impossible, justice lives], demanding once more that the stories be removed. She refused. Then, losing his cool, he shrieked he’d kill her if she didn’t comply. She hung up and called the cops, just as I had at one point. Once again, they said there was nothing they could do.

So she took my posts down (this one too, which was briefly posted by another editor there before being pulled). On the one hand, I don’t really blame her. Who wants this kind of headache? Especially with her responsibilities; she’s a very busy woman, doing what is probably a pretty thankless series of tasks. I do feel bad about her ending up in Siros’ cross hairs (may they remain symbolic.) I’ve been there. All this drama, for what? I do wonder, though, how other news or information outlets would handle a similar situation. What are our responsibilities as a writers, if not quite journalists? Do we let terrorists have the final say (and what else do these kind of tactics make him?) This information needs to be accessible. Let me keep costing these bozos money – as if anyone is buying, their stories or their art.

And they are still at it. I received one of those aforementioned fliers from Siros/Trich last September,  for the last Art for the Bridge auction. It was soliciting early bids for a work by each of them. Apparently, according to themselves, a Siros’ painting is worth $28,000 (for an artist with no verifiable exhibition history at all), a Trich $25,000 (whose one solo galery show was at a community college). Both artists were shown “courtesy of” a gallery, but in Paris this time: Galerie Deborah Zalman. She is also quoted in the flier extolling their “hopeful, post-humanist vision.”  Unsurprisingly, they are not listed among the gallery’s artists on the website. I couldn’t resist, so I emailed this gallery asking if they represented these two. I didn’t receive a response; however, it was just a few weeks later when Siros called and threatened Rainey. Coincidence?

And more twisted synchronicity: in the same flier, there is a senseless one liner from LA Weekly art critic and curator Peter Frank (“For Siros, he has got a tiger by the tail and for Eric, he has got the tiger by the whisker” – ?) who wrote an intro for a book of the art of “Cosmic Messiah” ADI DA! AAAAHHH! It’s a friggin conspiracy of egoically-inflated, aesthetic dunces.

The Circus is still rolling, about to rock the Big D with more prodigious genius, at another choice venue (oddly, a mega-church this time, one unusually left-leaning for Texas, in a project they host called “Art for Peace & Justice.” Ah, bittersweet irony…)

The thin silver lining to that hypocritically dark cloud is that they apparently won’t be able to list the work “courtesy of Gerald Peters Gallery” any longer.

Narcissism, greed, and aching mediocrity. He is a boy for our times...

Narcissism, greed, and aching mediocrity. He is indeed a boy of the times...image is probably copyright SGA Enterprises Inc or whoever, so if it is, there you go. Don't sue me, pleeease!

Siros: Fact, Fiction, and Fraud.

Posted in Eric Trich/Siros, Glasstire on March 7th, 2008 by Titus

After taking a break for a few days to get over this cold and actually just make my own work, I thought I’d actually read the materials in the “press packet” Siros is sending around. It was more interesting than I had anticipated. Bear with me – I know that I’ve spent too much time on this thing, but I feel compelled to push it through to the bitter end – like a big, over-due turd.

I continue to get calls from people who are receiving these things, expressing the same mixture of confusion, hilarity, and sympathy that has lately become the essence of my interactions with humanity. Siros has, after all, harassed practically everyone I know in town.

I’m still itching to get an official statement from Gerald Peters about having allowed their name to be used to sell Trich, but I’m assuming after my last call and my statements here that I won’t actually manage to get director Ashley Tatum Casson on the phone, much less Peters himself.

Someone exchanged Eric Trich and my emails so we could make direct contact. We sent a couple guarded missives back and forth. He says Siros is his friend, who has given him cash, kudos, and “connections,” and for now, he wants to be left alone to study. I said that’s a very good idea, and recommended he stick close to his faculty at SMU, and to be careful of what is done in his name.

Speaking of which, back to the packet. As I mentioned before, it raises a number of red flags. In fact, it’s one big red flag. As long as he’s sending them out to everyone, let’s take a closer look, shall we? Warning – this is lengthy. Much of it consists of direct, full quotes from the packet. The synopsis for the ADD set: Siros seems to have no compunction about, uh, “stretching the truth” when it suits his purposes.

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From the Case File (cue CSI ka-chung):

“news stories” and “reviews” (all impressively printed 11” x 17”):

besides copies of my original blog, eloquently calling into to question the whole catastrophe that is Le Cirque du Trich, in an apparent attempt to shame me with an overwhelming Shock and Awe onslaught of glowingly positive press, Siros included the following truly impressive pile of tree…

a) Paper City gallery listings page (just the dates and place for Trich’s sole exhibition.)

b) Dallas Morning News – ditto.

c) Dallas Modern Luxury – the same, gallery listings, but with an actual picture this time, and caption stating “Not to be missed!”

d) DML, again, with a brief feature by S.G. (I’m told that is Senior Editor Stacy Girard, unavailable for comment.) She is responsible for the “renown artist Siros” line. She is also guilty of shoving both “teen Titan” and “boy wonder” into her opening sentence (note : this is months before his one and only show.) The story mentions Neiman Marcus couture manager Matthew Simon as a collector, who for some reason failed to make the collections list I dissect below. I called him. He said he knows Siros, but laughs and says there’s a story. I’m waiting for his call back.

Also mentioned as collectors are Margaret Crow, Barbara Hunt-Crow, and Priscilla Beshears, all heavy duty Dallas Ladies Who Lunch. What got into them I wonder? Trich’s pictured collage portraits of Crow and Beshears are frankly hideous, and somewhat terrifying.

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e) Two nearly identical stories in the Turtle Creek and Park Cities editions of The People Newspapers . Both ran June 29, 2007. I spoke with the writer, then Society Editor Kristiana Heap, who said that they only found out about Trich from a call, by (who else?), Siros. With portraits in the works for Crow and Beshears, it was up their alley, the six different editions being basically upscale Dallas community weeklies.

The story says that Siros needed an assistant to help on a commission. He asked Trich to help, after their now legendary encounter in the Starbucks. On seeing Trich’s work for the first time he says: “I was astounded. I have been in the art world a long time and I’d never seen this.” Gerald Peter’s director Ashley Tatum Casson is on record as saying “He’s really lucky to have Siros as a mentor.” That word is used a few times in the story, actually.

Why does everbody keep saying that word? After all this, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to use it again without nausea overtaking me. Choice Siros quote: “It’s time for me, after 30 years as an artist, I want to be a leader.”

“Of all 51 drawings” the article states, “all have been sold, and there is a waiting list of well over a dozen people for his future works.”

f) Longview News-Journal , August 12, 2007, story by Lauren Thompson. It includes – Ta dah! – a picture of Siros. Sadly, he doesn’t have the bushy mustache I imagined him twirling between his fingers while cackling “I’ll get you, my pretty!”

Says Trich: “Siros decided I need to have an art career…he shoved as much art history in my mind as he possibly could.” (ahem…I’m not touching that.) It’s a pleasant enough, light-weight little story about a local boy making good. The only real gack moment comes, as usual, with Siros: “I wouldn’t put my reputation on the line if I didn’t think he had something.”

That golden reputation; indeed, a precious thing.

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g) Richland Community College Chronicle, Nov. 6, 2007. The by-now familiar spiel, from the voice of the community college charitably granting him a show. “Siros spent the eighties immersed in the New York art world, and witnessed first hand the work of Jen-Michel (sic) Basquiat and Keith Haring.” Siros, not to mention Basquiat, sure come up a lot in these stories about Eric Trich.

h) Last but not least, 8 column inches supposedly from the Chicago Tribune’s Red Eye section , dated August 18, 2007 (for his show in late October?) The infamous headline reads “the Sexiest man Alive in the Art World.” I called the Tribune to see if they actually ran this.  The answer was an unequivocal “No”, nor was there any other mention of Trich, Siros, or this show, in any edition their newspapers, ever.

Reading some of it to him, the Red Eye editor I spoke with said that there is absolutely no way they would have published this travesty against the English language. Judge for yourself. The article reads thus (spacing, grammar, spelling all verbatim):

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“He’s got the looks and talent that go with it too. However, for Eric Trich, a 19 year old Texan who is a freshman at the Dallas Art Institute (sic), it is not only his looks that make him the sexiest man alive in the art world, rather it is his incredible neo-expressionism style paintings and drawings.

“His work is fresh, new and all about his generation of Twenty-First Century American teens. His text messaging words scribbles over the madness of lines and images of recent and historical events and personalities. A fierce rush of brain explosion scatters over his stark black and white canvases, which sets them on fire and leaves the viewer blinded by the flames and awed by its intensity. Eric’s body of work has put texas art collectors and galleries in a frenzy creating a long waiting list for his work.

“His mentor and advisor is Siros. A former resident of Milwaukee, Siros turned the Midwest upside down at the age of 18 with his Eve magazine in the early 1980’s. Eave magazine, so ahead of its time, created a national controversy over its photography upon release of its its first issue and gave siros over-night notoriety. A few years later, Siros moved to texas to pursue his art career. With his pop/neoexpressionist style he is among the emerging American-iranian artists.

“So for Eric Trich to find Siros seems to be an art connection made in heaven. The art duo are planning to merge in create a collaborative body of work to be unveiled in 2009. Then this duo will become the artworlds sexiest men alive. Watch out Men’s Vogue!”

“Solo exhibition at Brazos Gallery, Richland College, Dallas, Texas Oct 19-Nov.21”

Yes, folks, that’s right: alleged copy from one of the most important newspapers on Earth. Yes, indeed-y.

“Planning to merge,” “Sexiest Man,” a strangely erotic subtext, the shirtless poster image, the pick-up in the Starbucks. I don’t know, just questions and more questions…

The Letter:

a) the text:

“Dear patrons and Art Lovers:

SGA Enterprises (New York, Los Angeles, Dallas) in conjunction with London and Tokyo based private art patrons and investors are proud to represent Texas native, American born prodigy artist/painter Eric Trich.

“With his very first astonishing sold out one man exhibit titled “I Do Not Exist” this past October at the Brazos Gallery – Richland College (sic), Dallas, Texas, Eric Trich proved us right in believing in his gifted talent. His sold out exhibition place (sic) his art work among some of the most notable non-private and private art collections in the world. Collections such as: [I document my frustrating vetting process of the 55 item list below.]

“Its (sic) quite impressive from a 19 year old from Mesquite, Texas, who has had no formal art training and was discovered and mentored [gack!] by renowned Iranian-American artist Siros only fourteen months ago. With a year long waiting list for his work and currently starting his first academic semester at Southern Methodist University’s Meadows School of the Arts, Dallas, Texas, U.S.A., we at SGA Enterprises, along with the London-Tokyo based Private Investors Group, would like to congratulate Eric Trich on his achievement. We are also excited about a possible exhibition of Eric’s work in Peking [sic], China. We certainly are looking forward to his upcoming 2008 exhibits. Best wishes and further success to Siros and Eric on their upcoming March 2008 exhibition shows in Paris, France and Brussels, Belgium.

Bravo Eric!

Best Regards

(signed)

K.R. Shook

President”

b) the list:

Alright, I had more of a vested interest than most who received this thing to see if anyone on this list actually owns any of Trich’s work. Who else is actually going to call around (even though those spending their money or writing about his guy ought to have.) Problem was, some of them are hard to reach. Like, say, Sir Elton John, who apparently made it to Richland Community College ["His sold out exhibition place (sic) his art work among some of the most notable non-private and private art collections in the world. Collections such as..."] without the rest of us knowing, to snatch him up some hot Trich. That’s right, our boy Elton is near the top of the list. As are the French shoe impresario Christian Louboutin (also hard to get on the phone.) Fellow fashion houses Dolce & Gabbana and Fendi have also been seduced to join the “frenzy” that is Trich, and all of whom have Richland Community College on their gallery must-see lists.

The Jonathan & Joan Schlesinger Collection” hails from exotic, moneyed Monte Carlo, so they too were hard to track down, or in fact, find any evidence of. As was “The Cavila Family Collection, Milan”. “Udo Bischofburger Collection,” despite immediate associations with actual Basquiat patron Bruno, pulls up nary a match for that name anywhere on the planet, much less Zurich, his stated home-base. With Basquiat seeming to be the alpha and omega of Siros’ contemporary art comprehension, and “Basquiat” the movie some sort of model for his guiding of Trich, it’s not a stretch to imagine him conjuring up his own Germanic dealer hero, even if the name reflects a consistent pattern of imagination failure.

Shoreh Agadashlo(sic)”, actually Agadashloo, is an Iranian actress I was familiar with from House of Sand and Fog. Also hard to get to. Possibly a fellow Persian, also listed as living “Beverly Hills, CA,” “Gorgi Nikkaran” pulls up one listing. Surprise – he’s right here in North Dallas. An auto parts dealer, he sells Nikken therapeutic magnets on the side. Many names are used numbers of times, for each of their palatial homes around the globe. “Bahram & Batoul Shabahang Collection”, accounts for three listings, one each for presumed homes in Florida, New York, and Siros’ home town of Milwaukee, with Trich art in each one would think.

I actually spoke with Mr. Shabahang, an established Oriental carpet dealer (pointless digression: I used to sell rugs for a 90 year-old Armenian woman as a student). A store clerk in New York just gave me his cell number. He was very nice. He said he had known Siros when he lived in Milwaukee. In accented English, he said “I liked his art because it was different, very original.” I asked him when Siros moved to Dallas. “In 1984 or so.” He didn’t have any idea who Trich was, but admitted he owns some Siros work. He said his wife was maybe currently having Siros paint them a commission or something, but he wasn’t sure.

Ichihara meat & fish packaging company(sic)” Tokyo, pulls up bupkiss. As do “Siy & Keiko Ichihara” of Tokyo, “Jeffrey Orliey & Sons Banking Investments” New York, “Dr. John Delgis (Citi Architect Inc.)” San Francisco, “Shiraz WineryNapa, CA” (I used to live in Napa, and I really doubt a winery there would name itself after that low-rent, if sometimes delicious, varietal, or have absolutely no record of existing, anywhere); on and on and on it goes, with Google and Whitepages.com and calls to ATT information in various cities pulling up nothing, nothing, and more nothing.

But wait – I found someone who admitted to having something, even if it’s not an actual Eric Trich. The listing for “Eric & Sheryl Maas (Classic BMW) Collection, Plano, Texas, U.S.A.” led me to just call up Classic BMW of Dallas. I spoke with Mr. Maas’ secretary, who called him directly and confirmed that they do indeed have a big “interesting” painting in the dealership’s lobby. Mr. Maas conveyed that it was a Siros work, but that he was thought Trich maybe acted as his assistant on it (possibly it’s the painting that Trich first assisted Siros with in the stories above.) The letter is not exactly truthful, but at least somebody had some vague idea of who I was talking about. I’ll try to get over for an image of it, if I’m near.

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Wrapping up the 55 listings which, rabbit-like, have bred since the January list of 30, after finding no actual confirmed human who will admit to owning Trich’s art, there are a series of totally untraceable “Private Collections,” in Malibu, New York, and Paris, that go unnamed. We just have to take Siros’ word for it. Also taken on faith is the ownership of Trich’s work by collectors listed here as being members of, first, Art in America’s “2007 Top Ten World Art Collectors”, a Trich-owner said simply to be residing in London; Vanity Fair’s “2007 Number One Largest Contemporary Art Collector in America,” a denizen of Los Angeles; and finally, one of “Art New”(sic) magazine’s “Top 100 World Art Collectors” lives in Tokyo, and is crazy for some Sexiest Artist in the Art World (“Watch out Men’s Vogue!”)

What, the Siros lie to you? Naaahhhh…

Pomp, Primp, and Pimp

Posted in Eric Trich/Siros on February 27th, 2008 by Titus

Well, I’m just about burnt out on this whole Siros/Trich business (if you came in at the intermission, it starts here back in November, renewed two weeks ago and daily since). I’ve run the gamut, from confused to amused to furious, and now, just over it. Amateur hour is over.

I had to go explain this whole business to 40 of my colleagues in the UT Arlington art and art history department, all of whom received 20-article press packets from Siros (at $2.67 in postage alone). There were the predictable guffaws, pats on the back, “hang in there”s. There would have been more laughter, if it simply wasn’t so baffling. I’m receiving supportive calls from anyone who’s talked to him. Crackpot alert is code red. The best reaction was from the editor at the Star-Telegram, who just deleted his message 20 seconds in. “Oh, one of those.”

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The bulk of the press packet consists of full page copies of the gallery listings in newspapers that ran the Richland show. It’s just sad. He included my original blog post. I’m fine with that – it’s not my worst piece of writing. I hope all of his “collectors” read it. It might wake one or two of them up. Stapled to it are the “about” page from my website , and a blown up detail from the pictures of my work from the Road Agent site. Talk about copyright issues…but thanks for the coverage, I guess…

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On it, just for me, Siros wrote “Titu (sic), you are not in Kansas anymore!” He then highlighted the Kansas City Art Institute in my bio, by hand, in each and every packet. It took me a minute to figure that one out, but I realized he’s alluding to my reference to the Art Institute of Dallas as a “franchise McArt school.” He must figure KCAI is another one, instead of the 150 year old 4-year mainstay it actually is (alma mater of Walt Disney, Bob Rauschenberg, Robert Morris, Mel Ziegler, et al.) And btw, Siros, KCAI is in Missouri. Sigh. This is all just so pathetic.

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Other bits of press are paid advertisements, some written by Siros himself. In one he describes himself as “renown (sic) Dallas Artist Siros.” Apparently Dallas Modern Luxury doesn’t pay for type-readers, allowing people to write glowing undeserved praise about themselves unchecked. Other pieces include one in the Richland community college newspaper, and identical articles in two different editions of weekly community newpapers (Turtle Creek and Park Cities.) These and others are that sort of puff piece that passes for usual art coverage nowadays. Unresearched, solicited by the featured party, and consisting solely of Siros’ cooked-up sales pitches. On and on the drivel goes, from the moronic to the creepy (One headline supposedly from the Chicago Tribune [uh, listing his Richland show?], reads “The Sexiest man Alive in the Art World.”)

Well, it looks like Eric Trich himself is trying to get free from his association with Dallas Artist Siros, SGA Enterprises, and that posse of Japanese and Brits allegedly riding his coattails to the bank. I talked with some faculty at SMU today and got the skinny. See, Siros met this teenageer with paint under his nails working in a Starbucks. Siros says “Are you arteest, too? I am world famous Siros!” Siros saw his work and from “his background living in New York in the 1980′s where he knew Basquiat, ” well, he obviously then knows talent. The clueless kid didn’t know shit from shinola – or even who Warhol is (but Siros knows; check out his portratit of “Jan Strimple,” the one and only reference to him online, besides this blog. Hey, Siros: Andy called on the Way Back Machine, circa 1978. He wants his style back). Siros says “you’re a genius! Stick with me, kid. I’m gonna make you a stah!” He then convinces Trich to sign a bunch of contracts, including signing away all his copyrights to Siros and whatever front organizations he’s concocted, with some mysterious clueless cadre of sycophants and maneuverers. They flew him around, to New York and London, selling him with all the same tired lines that I’ve trotted out for you already.

He’s like a human spam email from Nigeria. “Dear Sirs: please buy my prodigy’s art. Your fortune is already assured!” Trich is just an investment opportunity – like those cheap posters auctioned for thousands as lithographs on Bahamian cruises. I guess I must have thrown a wrench in the master plan of total critical capitulation before the inevitable conquest of the prodigy/genius Trich. Hence, they’re coming at me like bats out of hell. And there is something distinctly Mephistophelean about this Siros Guidan/Guidon, whatever the hell his name is.

Actually, I’m embarrassed to be the first, and only, person to have written anything actual about the work itself. And even I didn’t see it. I’m wearing out the “oh brother” switch in my brain. Somebody, please go ahead and write something else about this kid, so they can come after you. This will be more entertaining from the sidelines. A few more rounds of this, and they may just go broke from the postage.

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I’m told Trich is saying he wants out, but he’s bound up with a bunch of contracts. He’s beginning to realize that maybe he actually needs an education and some time to develop. “No, no,” I’m sure Siros is saying. “We’ve spent our money, and you’re going to pay out.” ‘Mentor’ turns out to be Svengali. I’m hoping to talk to Trich soon, get his side. There are still a lot of unanswered questions, not least of which involve Gerald Peters Gallery’s by any measure utterly reprehensible help in facilitating Siros’ exploitative pimp routine, complete with bemused denial of any connection; and for a number of the publications that bothered to buy in and help hype this schlock-fest, biting simply at a single call from Dallas Artist Siros.

All art is a bit of shuck and jive; we know this. Its business is by nature messy. But many of us here in Dallas saw the posters and catalogs for Trich’s show back in November and thought something was particularly off. There is a basic standard we all maybe unconsciously adhere to, expect and even demand for our attention’s worth. It’s art after all – it’s about physical, visual and conceptual presentation, at every level. I used this forum to voice an obvious reservation (shared by everyone I’ve spoken to who saw that stuff), and the suspicious nature of the circus around Trich just keeps getting uglier, like lancing a boil. The spooge just keeps bubbling up. I wish the kid luck. He’s gonna need it — probably in the form of a good lawyer.

(and just one more should do it.)

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Posted in Eric Trich/Siros on February 26th, 2008 by Titus

Ok, in case you weren’t aware by now, I’m having truck with “Dallas Artist Siros”. (Glasstire publisher) Rainey Knudson thinks this may be a brilliant publicity stunt. I am more reticent to connect the word “brilliant” and either Siros or Trich in the same breath. I think they’ve clumsily bumbled their way into a big mess, destined to get bigger no doubt before the fat lady sings.

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This morning, I was about to fax off Siros’ letter threatening me with legal action (re: my photos of Trich’s gear) to various parties, when I was reminded I ought to call over to Gerald Peters gallery. Most listed works in Trich’s November show at Richland College were shown “courtesy of Gerald Peters Gallery,” and they are thanked in the long list of acknowledgements. Their director, Ashley Tatum Casson, after a long-ish wait turns out wasn’t available, so I posed my questions to Karen Fedri, also listed as “Director” on the website, but she stated she was “assistant director.”

I began by asking her if she knew why I was calling. She pleaded ignorance, but I got the distinct impression I was known about the place. I let her know about the letter in question, and that Ms. Casson, c/o Gerald Peters, was cc’d on it. I asked if Gerald Peters Gallery in any way represents Eric Trich. She seemed amused by the whole thing, and said the gallery has received a number of calls asking about this, but they do not represent him. Laughing along, I quietly said that, while absurd, fundamentally I didn’t find any of this really all that funny.

I asked her why then were most works in Trich’s exhibition in November at Richland Community College individually and collectively listed as “courtesy of Gerald Peters Gallery.” She said that was done “just as a favor to his mentor.” I asked if this referred to “Dallas Artist Siros” and she replied in the affirmative. I asked her what the gallery’s relationship was to Siros, and she told me it was none of my business.

I then asked her what “courtesy of” meant in this context to her, because to everyone else it clearly implies that Gerald Peters Gallery represents the work and the artist. Increasingly less amused, she was unable to tell me, simply repeating “well, it doesn’t mean that.” Then, obviously upset, she accused me of raising my voice (I didn’t; I think I just repeated the question too many times for her liking) and being unprofessional (if collusion to willfully misrepresent an artist’s stature and hence market value is the new standard of professional practice, I guess I’m lower than low.) She offered to provide the name of the gallery’s legal counsel. I think now I may call back and get it. I still want that question answered. It ought to be good.

So, on Trich’s website, the only functioning link is to this letter … dated “January, 2008″, it contains (along with the senseless pabulum about Trich’s utter genius) a 30 + item global “collections” list, and shows the rapid development in four short weeks of some “London and Tokyo based art collectors and investors” to the speciously named “London-Tokyo Investment Group” (listed as plaintiff in the letter re: my photographs). A google search for “SGA Enterprises ,” the other actionable party listed in the letter sent to me, and purported investor/sponsor of Trich, pulls up hazy looking companies all over the world, but nothing in Dallas.

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I caught a distinct whiff of something off when I first encountered the stuff from Trich’s show, and made a casual reflection upon it the substance of the original post. The stink just keeps getting stronger; I think I may have gotten some on my shoe or something.

Mas y mas:

Just got off the phone with someone at UT Arlington. Turns out “Siros Guidon/Guidan” has sent hundreds of packets out re: me and my dastardliness, to every listed member of the art and art history faculty at UTA, accosting numbers of staff on the phone repeatedly, and for long periods of time (I’ve been assured my job is not threatened.) Oh yeah, he called the dean (of a nearly 30,000 student institution) a few times too, and actually managed to talk to him. UTA has been forced to contact their legal rep’s, to just make sure everyone is on guard. He called Blum & Poe Gallery. He’s been enjoying telling everyone how they fired me, although I sort of stole his thunder with that one. He’s declaiming from the rooftops that the art world is up in arms against me – the Modern and DMA and Gerald Peters Gallery and Jay Sullivan at SMU and and and…

This is just so uncool.

I’d been fighting off a cold for weeks. I finally got it, the day after receiving this letter. I’m blaming Dallas Artist Siros, and “Texas Native, American Born” Art Prodigy Trich.

BTW, here are some pics of the global headquarters for SGA Enterprises and Production. The address was listed beneath the Lion-adorned masthead on the envelope. One would presumably have to knock on the door to Unit C to see the wizard. I’m leaving that to the process server:

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