Who Comes To The Art Center Conference, Anyway?

After Ricky Jay’s sensational rundown of the radical craft of magicians–it read like an especially gory episode of “Carnivale,” tempered with Jay’s impeccable wit–then a demonstration of his remarkable card-hurling prowess (watermelons were pierced), the stage was set for spectacle. The conference emptied into the GE-sponsored tents, complete with retro rocketship, where blood orange martinis were the alcoholic equivalent of Art Center’s historic orange dot.