My attention wanders at this time of year. Everything interests me—and nothing. Wafting through the galleries in a sunstruck daze, at once overstimulated and underwhelmed, I'm looking for a photograph that arrests me as completely as any random moment on the sexy summer streets. In July's usual jumble of largely themeless group shows, that picture is increasingly rare but more welcome than ever. Though the art world seems to lose focus as the season winds down, trotting out old standbys and testing new infatuations, now is the perfect time to play curator, choosing the memorable images from each show for your own imaginary exhibition. What... More >>>