VOLTA New York this year felt like it was geared toward the taste and sensibilities of Upper East Side and Jersey collectors. Its overall vibe was one of settled, comfortable respectability. In comparison to SPRING/BREAK Art Show, a fair that somehow manages to do something different and exciting year after year, VOLTA was a slog to get through—like going to church or taking a walk through the Oculus. Some of the work on display at Metropolitan West felt like window dressing: flashy, slick, visually striking to a fault, fashionable, over-branded and, to some extent, gratingly commercial.
