Odd Couple: Mitchell Algus and Amy Greenspon Are Showing—and, Yes, Selling—the Unknown, the Emerging, the Dead
Two years ago, Amy Greenspon and Mitchell Algus moved in together. She was a blond, 31-year-old gallery director who looked a little like Alicia Silverstone in Clueless and regularly appeared in the party pages of Vogue and Style.com. He was an avuncular, opinionated 56-year-old science teacher at a public high school in Queens, who was also an art dealer. They were both children of doctors—her father was a wealthy Manhattan psychiatrist and art collector, his an upper-middle-class Long Island dentist.
They had their differences. He was into restoration; she preferred new. She wanted to keep the original façade and floors, he wanted to redo them. He won that battle.
But Ms. Greenspon has won others. The two are business partners, not romantic partners, and Algus Greenspon, their West Village art gallery, has the smooth cement floors he wanted but also shows some of the young artists she prefers.
Even by art world standards, it is a peculiar arrangement. What has made it work? Read More