This weekend, I went to check out this year’s edition of the AIPAD (Association of International Photography Art Dealers) show at the Park Avenue Armory, and like any event in this city that includes the word “art,” the characters in the booths ended up being almost more interesting than the art hanging on their walls. Of course, that’s not to say the show wasn’t great, (I actually wish I’d been able to get there sooner so I could recommend it to you all, but unfortunately it’s now over) it’s just that aside from the sepia-toned coma that I had slipped into by the last row, the show also left me with a bizarre desire to run out and buy a backpack.



