How Great Thou Art (Not)

Because I run the mail for tony Naples, I see a lot of mailings from the city's various art galleries. Last night, I saw some postcards from a gallery touting one of their artist's exhibitions. The work on the postcard was titled "Unabridged Red," and it looked like the artist had spray-painted a white rectangle on the canvas and then tossed paint on it semi-randomly. There were orange, blue and crimson splotches, but about two-thirds of the canvas was covered with red paint. I looked at the painting and said, "I'm in the wrong line of work. I could have done that!" The artist is probably laughing all the way to the bank. My guess is he must have a salesman-type personality, because he sold that gallery on the idea that this was good art. There's a sucker born every minute.

Speaking of which, I read an article in the paper the other day about how fashion designers are now charging $400-700 for designer flip-flop sandals. The article showed a picture of a pair of $395 sandals that consisted of leather soles and colored rope. Somewhere, there are women who are lining up to plunk down the Benjamins for those sandals. Such a bargain!