We’ve all felt that pang of regret on returning to a shop, only to find that the item you just couldn’t stop thinking about has been sold to someone else. Now, what about when that item is a work of art that could go on to be worth millions? We asked a series of collectors about the artworks that got away—from vintage Yayoi Kusama to early Anish Kapoor.
Beatrice Bulgari: 80’s Kapoor
“Anish Kapoor in the ’80s and even later! I had the chance to see for the first time some works by Kapoor in Sicily during the ’80s along with the art critic Demetrio Paparoni, but I missed that opportunity.”
Naomi Milgrom: Bourgeois Blues & Riley Regrets
“Louise Bourgeois. I had my heart set on a work called Untitled (Love) executed in 2000 but it was not to be. Someone pipped me to the post! Another work, a black-and-white oil by Bridget Riley, was a big miss for me. I simply couldn’t afford it.”
Oleg Guerrand: Don’t Remind Him
“I’d rather not remember.”
Jens Faurschou: Pristine Works on Paper
“That would be 152 gorgeous drawings of Yayoi Kusama from the late ’50s to the early ’60s, plus a few sculptures and paintings. In 1995, we had the chance to buy the works directly from the original owner. The works on paper were pristine, as if they were made a day before. They have been kept all these years in a drawer. The asking price was $250,000 and the economic environment was harsh. But I should have bought them then.”
Larry Warsh: Warhol Woes
“Andy Warhol. An old friend of mine used to trade antiques and jewelry with Andy in the ’80s. He would show up with a roll of Andy’s ‘Marilyn,’ ‘Elvis,’ and ‘Coca-Cola’ drawings. I was younger then, about 20 years old, and I didn’t quite understand the importance of the work. If I could go back in time!”
Pulane Kingston: You Snooze You Lose
“When I traveled to Art Basel for the very first time, in 2016, I was completely green and overwhelmed by the number of people at the fair. I saw the most exceptional painting by Lynette Yiadom-Boakye at Jack Shainman Gallery, but I didn’t know to buy it immediately. When I went back the next day, it was gone.”
Juan Yarur Torres: Location, Location, Location
“The silly answer is an apartment in New York, because my father offered once, and I said “no, I’m fine,” and then I could never afford it again.”