The Art market (n.) flourishes in proportion to its decay.
The Art market (n.) is value's fetish gone wild: it blows apart the very idea of a market and abolishes the artwork as a work.
The Art market (n.) floats free of the real economy, a fantastic outgrowth playing by its own rules, whose disappearance nobody would notice.
The Art market (n.) thrives in proportion to art's insignificance, the way politicians last without credibility; both are modern charnel houses of culture.
The Art market (n.) is no longer a market at all but a centrifugal sprawl of value, the metastasis of a body irradiated by money.