Wallpaper

Wallpaper

Roberta and I were in Paris recently and took the opportunity to visit the Musée National de l’Orangerie des Tuileries for the first time.  Built by Napoleon III in 1852 to house his citrus trees during winter, the building, commonly called just l’Orangerie,...

read more

Hogging the Spotlight

Ever heard of Babe Ruth?  Sure you have.  How about his teammate Lou Gehrig?  Probably.  What about their contemporaries Tris Speaker or Walter “Big Train” Johnson?  Maybe not, although both of the latter were among the greatest baseball players of the 1920’s and were...

read more
It’s Alive!

It’s Alive!

My wife has a friend in his 80’s who told her that at his age any gathering of peers begins with what he calls “the organ recital.”  My liver’s been acting up, one person says.  My knee is killing me, adds another.  In like fashion, for the last several...

read more
Wooden Nickels

Wooden Nickels

An estimated 1.7 trillion images were produced in 2017.  Think about that figure.  Actually, you can’t think about that figure; you can’t even really get your mind around it.  The estimate comes from a book on photography published a couple of years...

read more
Magic and Monet

Magic and Monet

Suppose I came into a possession of a box of junk from my childhood that my mother had neglected to throw out.  Included in the box might be an old baseball from my Little League days.  What would that baseball be worth?  Nothing, of course.  You...

read more
Out of Nowhere

Out of Nowhere

Ever heard of Lynne Drexler?  Up to a couple of years ago, you might be excused for not knowing of her.  Born in Newport News, Virginia, in 1928, Drexler moved to New York in the 1950’s and studied with noted modernists Hans Hofmann and Robert...

read more
Fake!  Not!

Fake! Not!

I was manning a booth at an antiques show in Denver many years ago when a man came in, carrying a manila envelope from which he removed a photograph of a painting.  “I’ve got a Winslow Homer that I want to sell,” he informed me. I was always interested in...

read more
Cave Man

Cave Man

Almost a decade ago, Roberta and I were walking through Grand Central Terminal in New York when we heard exuberant, vaguely African dance music.  We followed the sound and came upon a group of dancers wearing elaborate horse costumes and executing precisely...

read more
Both Sides Now

Both Sides Now

My first job in the art world was working for Ira Spanierman, who used to run an advertisement with a large headline proclaiming, “We Will Pay Over One Million Dollars for Highly Important Paintings by . . .” followed by a laundry list of famous American...

read more

The Last Laugh

Roberta and I were in Western New York a few days ago and took the opportunity to view the Alfred Ceramic Art Museum at Alfred University, a school which a friend who is a ceramic artist calls, “the established Mount Olympus in ceramic education in America.” ...

read more

Subscribe

I look forward to discussing your ideas for a collection with you.