Saturday, March 7, 2009

Art off the Block


Urban Street Pirate and I headed off to an auction today at the local art academy.  R Man's parting words to the Pirate were "Don't let him buy anything."  Thus when I spied a big ass black and white print I realized I could buy it and it would be the Pirate's fault.  What could be more ideal?

Artsy B&W mounted print: $300

Pinning the blame on your friend: priceless.

It looks rather smashing in our living room, R Man seems to like it, and the Pirate went out for drinks with his friends, so now we're all happy.
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