
A good friend dared test my skills as to whether I could discern a forgery from the real goods. I didn’t do as well as I liked. Fans of the fine arts should give it a go and let me know how you do.
The gallery is coming together, slowly. You can’t rush perfection, I suppose. But I am getting a little antsy. Our hope was to have the shop open by mid-August. And correct me if I’m wrong, but mid-August is approaching fast.
I suppose I wouldn’t be so concerned if I weren’t getting regular inquiries from Uncle Charles about having my shingle hung on time. That’s what you get when you pit art against commerce. Uncle Charles will never understand that you can’t rush everything. Patience and detail is what wins the race, after all. Slow and steady, so sayeth the tortoise.
Today (or tonight, rather) I give you one of my favorite works (up there in the corner). I’ve had it for many, many years and cannot decide whether to sell it. Still, it will hang behind the bench. And if someone bids high enough – perhaps …
Cheers,
Owen W.