The joys of being a show dealer. Opening night preview party, well dressed man walks up, says he is buying three paintings, one quite expensive. Brings two groups of friends over to check out his intended purchases, basks in their approval. Never returns the next four days. No sale. Luckily a repeat customer made a significant purchase and saved my show but I wish people would be more forthright and not engage in this sort of behavior.
But it reminds me of an old joke. An elderly gent hooks up with a very pretty young girl on a dating service, invites her to dinner one Friday. After dinner they walk by a jewelry store and he tells he to pick something out. She picks out a small bracelet and he says no way, get something big. She goes for the expensive necklace and earring combo. He gives the shop owner his check and they proceed to spend the weekend in bed at a nice hotel. Monday morning, the shop owner contacts the man and tells him that his check had bounced. He said, grinning, "I know, but let me tell you about my weekend."
People get a certain amount of energy and validation at shows and auctions for spending or appearing to spend large sums in a public forum. My prospective client received a lot of ego stroking at no cost.
I receive bupkis.
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