The Guggenheim (or the Gugglyheim as I fondly refer to it as) got a little lunchtime delivery today – a big piece of art! I thought these precious, million-dollar things were wrapped in plain paper and trucked to their destination via a covert thief-evading route – or may that’s just in the movies. This painting (is it a Miro?) is only clad in plastic wrapping and the 2 handlers look about as professional as the college stoners Iused to hire to move my Ikea furniture in a minivan.
Picture endowed to me by Dr. Lauren!