There’s nothing ostentatious about the Goldberg harbourside home in Sydney’s eastern suburbs. It is modern and filled with light; spacious but crowded with artworks by figures such as David Hammons, Rudolf Stingel, Urs Fischer, Danh Vo and other superstars of the contemporary art world.
Danny Goldberg’s wife, Lisa, is holding a meeting of her Monday Morning Cooking Club in one corner of the dining area. It’s a family home; a place for kids and conviviality, not a frosty temple for the display of a collection that has grown to 600 pieces over the past five years. Every acquisition has a story attached, from visits to artists’ studios to purchases from art fairs and top-end galleries in New York or London.
Goldberg may be a compulsive collector but he’s not a hoarder. It frustrates him that only 27 per cent of his collection hangs on his home or office walls; it pleases him however that another 20 per cent will be shown this year in public museums, both here and overseas, via loans. “There’s no point spending money on art that sits in storage,” he says. “It needs to be seen or I can channel my funds into some other endeavour.”
Read the full article by John McDonald at The Australian Financial Review.