The chance to own a bit of surrealistic history!
I tried selling this item on eBay, but it came just shy of meeting
reserve. Christie's was interested, as was Sotheby's, but both balked
because the value didn't meet their minimum requirements for what
amounts to statuary.
This Friday, it will be back on eBay for another swing.
You can see it here:
http://www.citizented.com/Dali/dali.html
It's Salvador Dali's "Pegasi", a pate-de-verre forged in the Daum
Glassworks in 1967. It's a hefty piece of glasswork, about 12 inches
square, very thick, with a Pegasus form extruding from the white
background. It's signed by the artist and numbered 71/250.
Though there are other pieces from this era of Daum-inspired work,
this particular piece is exceedingly rare. You won't find any
references online.
It was appraised last year at $5,000.00, conservatively. In a
Dali-centric auction, it will fetch significantly more.
This piece has particular interest for the Dali fan because he left
his clear fingerprints when he molded the wings and torso. The piece
is kept safely in a locked soft-cover case and includes the original
tri-leg metal stand. Light does get through the piece, just enough to
cause it to glow.
Why post about it here?
To give you guys a head up and a chance to beat the reserve.
If reserve is not met, anyone who mentions AT will get the item for a
fixed cost of $4,000.00. You will cover all shipping and insurance.
Do you love Salvador Dali? Great! Own a piece of him!
Do you think he sucks goat ass? Great! Buy the piece, wait 30 years
then retire on his name!
- TR
BTW: no jokes about the cut-rate photo session with the piece. I'm
working on new photos.
"There is only one difference between a madman and me. I am not mad."
- Salvador Dali
Well hell. I leave off searching desperately for that one troublesome
tick because I thought Teddy might be proffering something like this:
http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/bruegel/rebel-angels.jpg
Or even a delicious treat like this:
http://www.virtualdali.com/Pho36SoftConstructionBeans.htm
Instead I find something that looks like this (relatively speaking):
http://www.naturalchild.com/gallery/pictures/j/janita_k_2.jpg
>
> http://www.citizented.com/Dali/dali.html
>
> It's Salvador Dali's "Pegasi", a pate-de-verre forged in the Daum
> Glassworks in 1967. It's a hefty piece of glasswork, about 12 inches
> square, very thick, with a Pegasus form extruding from the white
> background. It's signed by the artist and numbered 71/250.
Xrist almighty, a piece like this is only going for $178.
No thanks, Teddy, you can keep your Daliesque ashtray.
ODP
<snip story of my life>
I have a Henry Miller painting.
Miller dabbled in watercolor when he retired; he is best known for writing
"Tropic of Cancer" and "Tropic of Capricorn."
As a painter, he sucked serious ass.
I've been told that this small watercolor could fetch a few hundred dollars to a
collector, but have never found a collector who wanted this horrific painting.
See, Miller is best known for writing. No one really gives a crap about his
painting. If I wiped my ass with this thing, no one would really weep over what
the art world has lost.
Dali is not known for glasswork; you have a similar artistic albatross.
If you ever want to swap, gimme a yell. I'd just have to remember which section
of my attic this horrific piece of crap collects dust in. Disclaimer: you'd be
losing out on the deal; that little hunk of glass of yours looks 20 times better
than what I'm saddled with.
>
>I realize few of you jackals take enough time away from biting at your
>matted fur to appreciate faggotry like the Fine Arts. But I also
>realize the few of you that do may have a discerning eye for Art; thus
>I offer you something you'll find ONLY in this cesspit:
>http://www.citizented.com/Dali/dali.html
I'm sorry, Ted, I'm with ODP on this one. That thing has no severed
limbs, rapes or hopeless pleading for life about it, so it isn't Art
(with a capital "A").
This is Art:
http://www.abcgallery.com/D/delacroix/delacroix39.html
Mind you, that thing you have is ugly enough to be fetching and it
would make a damn good conversation-piece. I'd buy it, but even with
the attractive a.t discount I couldn't really justify it on my
restricted income. After all, I have illegal drugs and cheap sleazy
whores to buy. Priorities, priorities.
--
Semolina Pilchard
>I realize few of you jackals take enough time away from biting at your
>matted fur to appreciate faggotry like the Fine Arts. But I also
>realize the few of you that do may have a discerning eye for Art; thus
>I offer you something you'll find ONLY in this cesspit:
You're right. I don't think there are many places that'll
you'll see a green glass horse with wings being sold for four-grand.
>It's Salvador Dali's "Pegasi", a pate-de-verre forged in the Daum
>Glassworks in 1967. It's a hefty piece of glasswork, about 12 inches
>square, very thick, with a Pegasus form extruding from the white
>background. It's signed by the artist and numbered 71/250.
>This piece has particular interest for the Dali fan because he left
>his clear fingerprints when he molded the wings and torso. The piece
>is kept safely in a locked soft-cover case and includes the original
>tri-leg metal stand. Light does get through the piece, just enough to
>cause it to glow.
Exactly how do you know that those fingerprints are Dali's?
That chuck of green glass is 71 of 250 made, and I have serious
doubts that Dali made all of them. The chances are those fingerprints
came from one of his workers as he juggled it while it was hot. In
other words, it's flawed.
Why do you keep it a soft case, instead of displaying it and
allowing it to collect dust? I'm thinking it's becuase it's hideous
and not worthy of display except as an ornament in a garden. Hell,
you can't even use it a garden because it requires a metal stand.
>Why post about it here?
>To give you guys a head up and a chance to beat the reserve.
Nah, I think the real reason for you posting about here is
because you like all abuse being heaped on you.
Bobbi
---
Roberta Hatch http://www.tamucc.edu/~whatley/pols2306/hatch.htm '65 Panhead
Dykes on Bikes, San Francisco, CA (This space for rent)
You've spammed at least 1 other cesspit.
>
> The chance to own a bit of surrealistic history!
When I look at that I see a cool mint flavour gummi horse sinking into
a base of warm sweaty marzipan. Damn this high protein diet!
Quite honestly Ted, if I saw your horse for $5 at the local thrift
shop without a Dali signature, I'd pass on it. More interesting is
*why* are you selling it... cashflow crisis? Need to pay for a
girlfriend's abortion? Gambling debts? Finally wised up that it is a
piece of crap? Quit with the spamming and tell us the truth Teddy boy.
Don't expect us to read your spam and then hold out on the tasteless
tid bits. That's like giving head then removing your mouth before you
get splooge in it... damned insulting and not to be tolerated.
ObT: Look what I found... Nazgul/Snape fic.
http://www.femgeeks.net/tolkien/archive/5/blackis.html
I don't know about the horsie, but the pillows and bed sheets
might be worth a coupla bucks to me, if you've ever got laid on
them, that is.
--Reflex
Not the target audience
> I tried selling this item on eBay, but it came just shy of meeting
> reserve. Christie's was interested, as was Sotheby's, but both balked
> because the value didn't meet their minimum requirements for what
> amounts to statuary.
That, plus the "Made in Taiwan" stamp on the underside.
> It was appraised last year at $5,000.00, conservatively.
Translation: He had his brother, who listens to Rush Limbaugh, look at
it and guess that you could con 5 grand out of some poor bastard for
it.
> If reserve is not met, anyone who mentions AT will get the item for a
> fixed cost of $4,000.00. You will cover all shipping and insurance.
How about we wait until your loan shark collects on what you owe him,
then pay 10 bucks each for whatever shards of the sculpture have been
retrieved from up your lifeless, bloody ass?
ObT: Soaking copper pots from Wal-mart in nitric acid overnight, then
selling the "aged" pots at flea markets as colonial artificats for
$100 a pop. Almost paid my way through college that way.
> Exactly how do you know that those fingerprints are Dali's?
> That chuck of green glass is 71 of 250 made, and I have serious
> doubts that Dali made all of them. The chances are those fingerprints
> came from one of his workers as he juggled it while it was hot. In
> other words, it's flawed.
I doubt Dali made any of them. The way this works is the artist makes
a model that the contractor turns into pottery, glass, etc. So this is
in the line of a Dali keepsake. If Dali had autographed them with his
diamond ring ...
Dali was a nasty old faker, anyway.
> Exactly how do you know that those fingerprints are Dali's?
>That chuck of green glass is 71 of 250 made, and I have serious
>doubts that Dali made all of them. The chances are those fingerprints
>came from one of his workers as he juggled it while it was hot. In
>other words, it's flawed.
Ah, the ignorance of the common people can be so amusing!
The work is done in a style called pate-de-verre. It involves creating
a mold then pasting the mold with a mixture of hot glass. The mold is
made only once, but in the school of pate-de-verre preferred by the
Christallerie Daum, each piece is fired, then struck from the mold,
causing each one to be slightly different.
Henri Cros developed the modern form of pate-de-verre in the Daum
facility and it has remained the standard ever since.
What gives the Dali piece value is not just Dali's imprimatur and the
unmistakable gangliness of the work, but the enormous size of the
piece itself. Larger molds are harder to design and strike, and though
Dali was a novice, by 1967 he was feeling bolder. The fingerprints are
indeed Dali's, as his work in the Cristallerie Daum is
well-documented.
Shitty Dali plates go for as much as $3,000, so this piece is of
considerably higher value.
Now, to address two points:
1) The piece is ugly as fuck. When modern Art becomes aesthetically
pleasing, you let me know.
2) It is wrong for me to post this spammy crap here without an ObT.
So, please accept this belated anecdote:
ObT: Dali used to enjoy portraying feces in his paintings. He equated
defecation with a sense of wordly bliss, and since childhood was
obsessed with poop. His "Narcissus" shows a dog eating turds, a
symbolism best left to the viewer, with or without knowledge of Dali's
interests. I used to think Dali was just another freak whose
"discovery" of the joys of pooping was about as visceral as the joys
of picking thistles from one's socks.
Then, last week, I was sharing the bathroom with my new cat, Fudgie. I
sat on the bowl, going through a Ted-style constipation dilation.
Fudgie stepped into her sand throne, gave me a knowing glance, and
assumed the position. So there we were, man and cat, struggling
against the shared challenge of a tough turd. We urked and strained
and pulled in unison, till finally each of us birthed a brown bomb or
two. I did my paperwork while she buried her treasures. Afterward, we
both stepped out of the bathroom and sat down in the livingroom, me to
my guitar and she to her stuffed mouse.
Ah, it is indeed a universal love!
> "There is only one difference between a madman and me. I am
> not mad."
> - Salvador Dali
Ted, I've got a good friend who might be convinced to trade his
Dali print (number ummph of xxx) for your treasure. The major
difference between the two of you is that he's been trying to
dump ^H^H^H^H sell his "investment" for nigh onto fifteen years,
obviously with no success. He's got it nicely framed and
hanging right next to that Picasso sketch he paid dearly for
that is equally as unliquid.
Lawsy, lawsy - growed mens playin' with they Dalis - mm-mm-mm-
mm-mm - thas jess not right.
Cheers,
Jeff
ObT: When my friend's ex and her legal team gang-raped him in
court for most of his earthly possesions and money, she
pointedly and purposefully left him with his "art collection".
"Vengeful", "spiteful", "cunning", "conniving", "malicious",
"evil", "bitch ho skank" - yes, she was all of those, but
"stupid" she was not.
>enoi...@dumpthiscomcast.net (Citizen Ted) wrote in message news:<40354b81...@netnews.comcast.net>...
>> I realize few of you jackals take enough time away from biting at your
>> matted fur to appreciate faggotry like the Fine Arts. But I also
>> realize the few of you that do may have a discerning eye for Art; thus
>> I offer you something you'll find ONLY in this cesspit:
>
>You've spammed at least 1 other cesspit.
To great success!
I've garnered interest. Now, I wonder if I can dump off these blue
M&M's as Viagra...
>When I look at that I see a cool mint flavour gummi horse sinking into
>a base of warm sweaty marzipan. Damn this high protein diet!
>
>Quite honestly Ted, if I saw your horse for $5 at the local thrift
>shop without a Dali signature, I'd pass on it.
Who wouldn't?
Tell you what: go visit any modern Art museum and tell me which ugly,
pedantic piece of shit you'd treasure. Let us know what you find.
>More interesting is
>*why* are you selling it... cashflow crisis? Need to pay for a
>girlfriend's abortion? Gambling debts? Finally wised up that it is a
>piece of crap? Quit with the spamming and tell us the truth Teddy boy.
Actually, I'm brokering it.
- TR
- still broke, too.
ObT: Dali thinking he can "Picasso" any of his artwork.
ObT2: Dali pieces are going steadly up in value.
ObT3: Spending my brokerage fee on "Black Girls Pissing Poolside, Part
IV: Bling Bling".
>Tell you what: go visit any modern Art museum and tell me which ugly,
>pedantic piece of shit you'd treasure. Let us know what you find.
If your thesis is that after (and including) Cezanne art is fucking
ugly, there's plenty of evidence to support you. Some of the best of
it wasn't exactly pretty and decorative before that - vide Goya,
Grunewald, Piranesi and Hans Baldung Grein. Pretty won't cut it. How
about significant? That's nice and vague. Ugly as it may be, I'd
hack my way through a roomful of living "artists" to get to this:
http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/ARTdix.htm
or this:
http://www.ernstfuchs-zentrum.com/b6e.html
Admittedly, that isn't terribly modern. Most really modern, i.e.
post-post-modern deconstructivist paint-not-yet-dry artworks just seem
to be mutual masturbation between the critics and the artists, of
little interest to anyone else, not even us, despite the amount of
shit and dead flesh they incorporate into their drab daubs. I'm sure
there's good art around but it takes at least fifty years to sort it
out from the dross.
As regards your Dali: you have to establish exactly what it is and aim
it at the right market. In his later years, Dali became a cash
conduit for those who held him captive - figuratively, but latterly
literally - and he turned out a lot of works that are objets d'art
rather than Art. That stuff sells well, along with the lesser Lalique
and Tiffany glass and the mildly perverse art deco statuettes. It's
not for Christie's or Sotheby's, but there are salerooms that
specialise in that stuff. I think you stand to make enough to pay for
a few use-and-lose Balkan mail-order brides if you place it properly.
--
Semolina Pilchard
>Still up for auction
>
>http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=3705154890&category=10164
It looks like quite a good reproduction, too. I couldn't have that
hanging on the wall, though. I would always be found in front of it
with my cock in my hand.
Whatever the poison was that Sardanapulus took, it surely doesn't hurt
too much, 'cause he looks supercool reclining there without a care in
the world. Maybe he had a fat doobie or two as well. The poor little
bint on the bed is going,
"Don't let them kill me, Sard! Think of those glorious blow-jobs I
gave you."
And Sard's like, "Yeah, baby. You can give me a few more in the next
life after that guy saws through your throat."
And the real pretty one with the dagger at her throat is trying to cut
a deal.
"Just pretend to kill me, and you can have me for yourself," she
pleads.
And the guard says, "No dice, sweetie. It may have escaped your
notice, but I had to sacrifice my family jewels to get this job. What
am I going to do? Look at you?"
Slash.
I suspect my old professor would not regard the above as valid art
criticism, but that's the way it works for me. Delacroix did another
exceptionally tasty painting called "The Massacre at Scios" if I
recall the title correctly, and it's also quite suitable for the form
of art appreciation that involves mangling the weasel.
After that he went off to Tunisia or somewhere for a while and became
enamoured of sunlight and pretty dark-eyed women. Pussy.
--
Semolina Pilchard
H.R. Giger!
nikolai
---
will kill, or even cripple,
for one of those Harkonnenstuhl chairs.
"nikolai kingsley" <nik...@broadway.net.au> wrote in message
news:c17qc1$1fmuhg$1...@ID-193832.news.uni-berlin.de...
I just got the Alien Quadrilogy and, buried in the 50-odd hours of
supplemental footage is probably an hour's-worth about Giger. Mainly about
how he scared the fuck out of virtually everybody on the "Alien" set. All
the other SFX guys kind of walked around Giger, afraid that he'd corner them
in a broom closet and suck all their blood out through their ass. The first
time Dan O'Bannon and Ron Shusett met Giger, he outed with a wad of tin foil
and asked them nonchalantly if they would like some opium. Here's a guy who
is meeting with people who would decide the fate of his career in the middle
of a posh hotel and he's more interested in chasing the dragon.
Out-fucking-standing.
There was also alot of footage of his residence. From the outside, it looks
pretty standard. On the inside, it's like the worst fucking opium dream.
Ever. You know the joint's weird when a full-size alien warrior suit
standing in the drawing room looks incongruously normal compared to the rest
of the horrors hanging out there. And yes, it showed the Harkonnen dinner
table and chairs. Also there's a full wall mural behind it that was done by
Giger. Apparently, there's nothing like eating while sitting in a chair made
of human skulls and beholding a painting depicting a dead woman giving birth
to a mutated toaster oven.
But the best thing about Giger is his lilting Swiss accent. If you gave him
some clothes that weren't black and took the opium pipe out of his mouth for
a few minutes, he could easily pass as a children's show host. Until he
started raping the kids and making things out of their skulls, that is. The
guy sounds like some nice little chocolatier, not the opium-drenched freak
that gave birth to the single most frightening movie monster ever.
Doc
--
And if you wish to avoid crushing social embarrassment, it's red wine
with dwarf, white with fetus.
Semolina Pilchard
"But from his Surrealist paintings and photographs the two things that
stand our are sexual perversity and necrophilia. Sexual objects and
symbols — some of them well known, like our old friend the high-heeled
slipper, others, like the crutch and the cup of warm milk, patented by
Dali himself — recur over and over again, and there is a fairly
well-marked excretory motif as well. In his painting, Le Jeu Lugubre,
he says, ‘the drawers bespattered with excrement were painted with
such minute and realistic complacency that the whole little Surrealist
group was anguished by the question: Is he coprophagic or not?' Dali
adds firmly that he is not, and that he regards this aberration as
‘repulsive', but it seems to be only at that point that his interest
in excrement stops. Even when he recounts the experience of watching a
woman urinate standing up, he has to add the detail that she misses
her aim and dirties her shoes. It is not given to any one person to
have all the vices, and Dali also boasts that he is not homosexual,
but otherwise he seems to have as good an outfit of perversions as
anyone could wish for.
"However, his most notable characteristic is his necrophilia."
- George Orwell, 'Benefit of Clergy', 1944
You're welcome.
Robnorth
If you've got the money, he'll sell you the chairs...
http://www.hrgiger.com/
My self? I'd settle for a visit to one of his bars.
After dosing everyone around me with LSD.
Crato <just popping his head up for a second>
>
>What gives the Dali piece value is not just Dali's imprimatur and the
>unmistakable gangliness of the work, but the enormous size of the
>piece itself. Larger molds are harder to design and strike, and though
>Dali was a novice, by 1967 he was feeling bolder. The fingerprints are
>indeed Dali's, as his work in the Cristallerie Daum is
>well-documented.
OK, it was probably wrong for me to offer my crappy Miller as a swap.
I'll give you a stick of Trident and my entire Hummel collection instead. You
can sell `em separately, and probably earn a good 5 grand off eBay.
Ginny
Helpful.
ObT, sorta: Where the fuck is Vomit? His list is GONE.
Nurzy says that the sow mother of one of the victims in a story got her
panties all in a wad, and Yahoo pulled the whole shooting match. Luckily
Nurzy says she has all the stuff archived.
As far as Where Is Vommy Now, I dunno. Haven't heard from him in weeks,
haven't seen him here in donkey's years.
Has he gone sane? Have Li'l Vomitito and his Chicana whore-beast of a
mother sucked all the joy of life and living from his existence? Has
Mme. Vomit chained him to the bed? Has Nurzy?
EMWTK.
ODP