Yes, We have no Van Goghs...
Frankenclam
acquirin' no Potato Eaters this year. <sob>
Pablo de Frankenclam (as in It must be time to begin planning next
summer's 12th Annual Gulf Art Film Festival, eh?)
Phillips to Postpone Big Spring Sale,
May Return Headquarters to London
By ALEXANDRA PEERS
Staff Reporter of THE WALL STREET JOURNAL
In a major setback, the Phillips, de Pury & Luxembourg auction house
is expected to announce next week that it will postpone its flagship
spring Impressionist and modern art sale.
<snip>
Phillips has been the first auctioneer in decades to pose a threat to
the centuries-old lock that Sotheby's Holdings Inc. and Christie's
International have held on the high-end art market. But the company,
which is under new management after its sale in February by Bernard
Arnault's LVMH Moet Hennessy Louis Vuitton SA, couldn't bring together
the critical mass of pricey Renoirs, Van Goghs and Cezannes to mount
its flagship spring sale as scheduled on May 6, people close to the
matter say. One person close to the auction house said it had about a
dozen artworks lined up for the New York show compared with 41 offered
at the same show last year.
Simon de Pury, Phillips's chairman, said in an interview that "we will
have a sale of Impressionist art" but declined to say where or when it
would be held.
Teem
> Pack away the doubloons and lottery hauls, mes clams. We won't be
> acquirin' no Potato Eaters this year. <sob>
>
> Pablo de Frankenclam (as in It must be time to begin planning next
> summer's 12th Annual Gulf Art Film Festival, eh?)
>
>
> Phillips to Postpone Big Spring Sale,
Never you fear, mon Frank, the good news is that just as Her
Majesty Queen Elizabeth II has had her jubilee year portrait painted
by Siggy Froyd's nephew, so too have I, in my haughty particularity
had my own portrait done by a contemporary artist. And, unlike Her
Majesty, I got mine done for a couple of juice boxes and a handful of
jellybeans.
And I promise, you'd never know which one cost more just by looking
at them side by side (a likelihood quite unlikely this year, one would
imagine.)
Nevertheless, if you haven't seen the Froyd (pronounced 'Freud')
portrait, do a web search and see what you think. THEN, go to
www.timt.ca and check out the fine work on the front page. Not only
myself, but my faithful companion and fellow assidulant Mr Boo
himself, are featured in full length portraits.
It really is good for one's ego to have this sort of thing done
every oncet in a whilst. Also, I might point out to those of you who
are inclined to investigate such art claims, the inspiration for this
portrait was catalysed one evening when the artist and her mother were
visiting my humble adobe.
While we were chatting and playing and amusing ourselves, the
mighty Booger snuck into the front closet and sprayed my friend's
mother's boots. During the time they were here, we did not notice at
all. In fact, as they were leaving and we caught 'scent' of the
evidence, I said, "Oh well, nevermind. I'll just spray the whole
entrance way with anti-pee enzymes and all will be well again."
We all had a clever laugh at our preparedness for such things and
off they went. A short while later, however, I got a call explaining
that it wasn't my entrance way that had been 'marked'. (tee hee)
Anyhow, I can no longer get my friend to take off her shoes when she
comes to visit. Can you imagine?
So, the portrait itself demonstrates (quite subtly, I thought) how
a cat marks his territory. I'm not sure about what it is that "I" am
doing in the portrait but I swear to you, one and sundry, that I have
never (knowingly) peed in anyone's shoes (at least not when they
weren't wearing them, as I recall.)
timt (as in, "Vita brevis. Cat pee longa."
Gordon Lee
>
>
> ... <assorted snippage> ... I, in my haughty particularity had my
> own portrait done by a contemporary artist. ... see what you think.
> ... go to www.timt.ca and check out the fine work on the front page.
> Mr Boo himself, are featured in full length portraits.
>
>
> So, the portrait itself demonstrates (quite subtly, I thought) how
> a cat marks his territory. I'm not sure about what it is that "I" am
> doing in the portrait but I swear to you, one and sundry, that I have
> never (knowingly) peed in anyone's shoes (at least not when they
> weren't wearing them, as I recall.)
>
> timt (as in, "Vita brevis. Cat pee longa."
Greetings, sir Teem.
.
The Booger never looked better.
.
It's obvious that you, with a balloon on your head, are dancing to a
beat that only you (and Booger) can hear.
.
I also see that the dear artist took poetic liberty with your footwear.
Tastefully, I add.
.
And respectfully,
Gordon 'Littleneck' Lee
Great Fritain Royal Memorabilia & Porcelain Throne Emporium
The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he/she can tell when
he's/she's really in trouble. Use no drum to e-mail.
Frankenclam
> timt (as in, "Vita brevis. Cat pee longa."
Or, as it said on the can, "Puss 'n Boots".
Frankly (as in I'm major into packaging, dewd)