Sunday, April 30, 2006
More "Genuine Fakes"
ADA Suit Settlement
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
More Chihuly
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Guaranteed
Miro v. Google
I leave for a week . . .
Monday, April 17, 2006
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
When does a copyright claim "accrue"?
Doonan's Response
Friday, April 07, 2006
"Barnes Bonanza"
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Copyright in Jewelry Designs
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Still Building
Not So Accidental After All?
Phony sheik, Fake Rembrandt (or is it the other way around?)
Monday, April 03, 2006
Is that what it says on his business card?
More on Art as Litigation Tool
Mr. Strachman represents five Americans who brought suit against Iran over a Hamas-led bombing on Jerusalem's Ben-Yehuda Street pedestrian mall in 1997. In 2003, a federal judge in Washington ordered Iranian agencies and officials to pay $97 million to the five plaintiffs, who suffered injuries in the bombing. As in the other cases, the Iranian defendants never showed up to contest the lawsuit. In 2004, the University of Chicago's Oriental Institute announced it was going to return to Iran 300 ancient tablets loaned to the university in 1937. ... Mr. Strachman caught wind of the impending return and swooped in, filing court papers to take possession of the artifacts, as well as other Persian treasures at the Field Museum. In December, a federal magistrate, Martin Ashman, ruled that neither the university nor the museum had standing to block the seizure of the Iranian property. He said Iran could object, but noted it has not made any effort to appear in the case.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
More on the Right to Destroy
This book should not have been issued with its present subtitle of “Uncollected Poems, Drafts, and Fragments.” It should have been called “Repudiated Poems.” For Elizabeth Bishop had years to publish the poems included here, had she wanted to publish them. They remained unpublished (not “uncollected”) because, for the most part, they did not meet her fastidious standards ....
The take-away lesson for artists is to either (a) get rid of anything you wouldn't want to see the light of day during your lifetime (Vendler mentions, ominously, that "I am told that poets now, fearing an Alice Quinn [editor of the new collection] in their future, are incinerating their drafts"; poet Billy Collins updates the sentiment for the age of the word processor, where it comes out sounding much less dramatic: "I don't save my drafts ... I just press delete, so the early work just vanishes into cyber void. A motto I've adopted is, if at first you don't succeed, hide all evidence you ever tried") or (b) leave very clear instructions about what can and can't be done with drafts, fragments, etc. and, perhaps even more importantly (in light of the Franz Kafka example discussed in my earlier post), put the decision-making authority (including copyright ownership) into the hands of people you trust will carry out your wishes.