This One's a Keeper

Here's a little story for you... one day many moons ago I was in Connecticut and looking for picture frames to sell to my Madison Avenue and Upper East Side clients.

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After a long day of buying and with a few armfuls of frames I thought I'd make another stop. Now closed, this place was a favorite of mine for cool decorative objects. Walking through quickly as it was almost closing time a corner of the frame caught my eye. It was hand carved and silver gilt and looked like the frames of Charles Prendergast to my eye. With bold and strongly carved ornament it was an easy sale. Finally I noticed the fauvist style interior painting. Whoa. Those colors. Turquoise. Orange. Pink. It went perfectly with the frame. Now, that was a problem. Because at the time I was strictly a picture frame dealer, not an art dealer or antique dealer as I am today. So this purchase, my last of that day, would be one solely for me. And it has remained that way all these years later. Maybe it has a bit to do with the fact that it's only signed with a monogram which I have yet to attribute to an #artist or maybe it has to do with the sentimentality of the moment. But that is what art can do. Remind you of a moment and let you hold onto it. ;-) hkv