My office was, as it still seems today, a storeroom for paintings, prints and sculpture that no one knows what to do with. It becomes a waiting room for art.
We had been given, through some 80’s art schemes, several suites of prints, some of them quite valuable. The total value of my office pieces, in 1985, was about $60,000. Over a weekend, someone, perhaps a staff person or some unknown character, had gotten into my office. Knowing the value of my collection, I approached the office with some degree of concern.
What was missing was my snappy, new umbrella, a free gift given with the purchase of $15 worth of aftershave.
We had been given, through some 80’s art schemes, several suites of prints, some of them quite valuable. The total value of my office pieces, in 1985, was about $60,000. Over a weekend, someone, perhaps a staff person or some unknown character, had gotten into my office. Knowing the value of my collection, I approached the office with some degree of concern.
What was missing was my snappy, new umbrella, a free gift given with the purchase of $15 worth of aftershave.
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