The works were just as far apart in style as they were in locations at the auction house. I saw the colored etching first, its image of two string-playing musicians peppered with age spots on the…
Month: May 2015
I was ambling along the weather-beaten plank walkway above the back lot of the auction house. The day was blue-sky clear, and the sun was turning from warm to sweaty hot as I scanned the items…
I often get emails from readers who are overjoyed at stumbling onto a blog post that awakens a pleasant memory. That was the case for two emails I got recently. They pertained to whimsical creations…