I've been at the auctioneers conference at the Ritz Carlton along with the VIP clients and artists. Ive met some very interesting people, seen more than a fair share a beauty, and all with a British accent. Let me tell you, Ive got the hots for the Brits. I'm all love for America, but in a brotherly way. When I think Brit, I think that other love...Man love. Manventures with Manlove. Its all very exciting and I should like to have one for myself. One day, when everything is different, like it will be my darlings, I hope I have something to show for it.
That wasn't even part of my notes. Just a rave. There is an artist I met who paints (in a post-impressionism, figurative style) only Shelly Duvall. I commented on this to a fellow British auctioneer, and she said indeed, they all look like Shelly Duvall, but after Popeye when she started to gain some weight. There she is sitting in the living room with another Shelly Duvall, here Shelly is at her cosmetic mirror, and there she is contemplating a vase (VaZ) of flowers. Its all more wonderful than you could imagine. I should like to send one home to Mommy.
I've purchased a set of terrible post cards, and do not have enough addresses to send them out. So I NEED YOUR ADDRESSES!!!! post them on my facebook wall or send me an email. Please. colebalogh@gmail.com
I never really considered sales to be a part of my life. I never thought I'd be a particularly good salesman, but that all changes once you gain a bit of confidence and truly believe in what you sell. I never really told anyone, but I was often the top waiter at Ko Fusion in terms of tips. Its not just about charm, though. The thing is, I loved the food at Ko Fusion. If i hadn't worked there, I would be eating there cause I though it was fantastic. It makes your job 100 times easier when you can have a true passion for your product. Thats why I'm getting excited about this job. I really love art, and I know that I will love sharing my passion for it with people. They've taught me alot about how to approach people and talk to them about the paintings. They don't want us to give our opinions of the work, but they do teach us how to inspire people with it. Half of my training is writing "I have a dream" type speeches and delivering them. We never have to lie. The company is set up that we never need to risk our integrity as individuals. All works are authentic and in 40 years there has never been a false piece sold or returned. I focus on the exclusivity and prestige of owning a Dali or Rembrandt. But if your curious, look up Francisco Goya. His work is incredible, and relatively inexpensive, I can't wait to tell you about him. when he went deaf his art took a very dark turn. I'll tell you this, my favorite work by him was called: "Rejoice, Carnival, For Tomorrow Thoult will be Ashes."
I also think that working in such a way will help to open my mind to writing stories. We were given a presentation on how to deliver the "Mystery and Masters" to people, making damn sure we don't fall into the pitfalls of "Smoke and Mirrors." Its pure magic to me.
We all know that I have a dark sense of humour, but I do have a very positive outlook on life that I don't necessarily know how to incorporate into my creativity. I'm looking forward to the future and can see happiness. This is something that I have been looking for for a long time now.
On the flip side, there is a website that criticizes my company. Its called "We Worship Satan." Its the funniest thing thats happened to me...ever.
Its very nice to be taken care of. A perk at Medic was being taken out to lunch at TGIF. Here, they put you up at the Ritz Carlton, and hold a banquet with an open bar surrounded by master works of art. For lunch they take you to the main gallery, and dine you in the Chagall wing. Henry Kissinger was at the Ritz, and we had steak AND crab cakes. You bet your ass it was real crab too. They also had all trainees stand up so that the auctioneers knew who we were and could make their selection. Good thing I wore the vest Ryan Ricker gave me. I'm excited to know who picked me. Its kind of like rushing a fraternity, you get chosen by an auctioneer to be the little brother, and then you're in the club. Did I mention they mostly have a British accent?
Theres still so much to tell you so I'll paraphrase for now.
My new friend Naomi stopped in, Just Now, to reassure us that "We're going to make it."
I've had to learn a bit of French in order to introduce myself to the French artists. Heres my translated script: "Hello! Here I am! Nice to meet you!"
Ive studied the intricacies of 4-dimensional art and the difference between a Polymorph and a Prismagraph. Nobody can see the same thing in these paintings as they are an expression of reality, different from every angle, every time never the same.
I'm one of the first people in the world to see the brand new release of Dali's Destino sketches and animation cells. They will only be sold through my company.
Susan, the Bush Pub lady, gave me a new expression: "Pop-er-clogs." Essentially: Take off your shoes, your dead.
The cutest one so far: Damien. He broke his wine glass in the gallery and a collected hush soon followed.
We've been instructed: When you walk into a room on your ship, people should know immediately that you art the art auctioneer.
We've started reviewing Out Break Procedures so that I may be certified as Lifeboat Commander. How cool is that? Lifeboat Commander...more like dream come true.
Plucked Turkey by Goya
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like a dream come true~!
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