Fancy Times

This morning I went to the home of a fancy art collector downtown. I met him a few years ago at work. I think I sold him a box of crackers. I said something like, "I'm really putting this art degree to work," and his ears perked up. He's always on the lookout for new painters. He and his wife have art covering every inch of wall inside their home, art which is probably worth more than the home itself.




That's a real Elizabeth Peyton watercolor in the background!