I now have two boxes of corgi and dinky cars in the back of Bergman. Virtually none of them were made before 1986, so it is just bulk, but they are easy to list and I have an eBay mountain at home that I’m gonna have to climb anyway so it is time to start. When other people are involved it always gets easier so I thought I would take that “toy” category as I have plenty in that category to so I can put that whole “look at my other listings” thing and sell everything a bit better. But it is fascinating how the world of stuff-movement is clinging on, clinging on… Despite my desires.
My delight of a downstairs neighbour is struggling. But this evening she collared me cos she has some stuff and needs to realise some capital. I told her I am not really doing that anymore, but never underestimate my ability to get myself in too deep out of kindness and curiosity. She’s gonna need some help. There’s nobody else in her life with that skillset. What’s the point in knowing things if the knowledge never profits anyone. I might end up in Biarritz.
I do enjoy the whole energy transformation process. That cannot be ignored. With the internet it is much more possible to identify things quickly. My friend today had a “my dad had a porno statue” that she wanted to get rid of. A quick ignorant look on the internet and I had the material it was made from, the artist it is “after”, and an idea of what people have paid for such things in the past. It isn’t nothing.
Once again I find myself disappointed in her daddy, who was either naïve about the resell price of art or just was easily manipulated. He was the generation that decided they can’t work the internet, so very easy to fleece as everybody knows the going price of things but them. The piece itself? I mean even if you’re into bondage it ain’t that sexy. I think. It’s basically Rosa Klebb in nothing but heels and stockings, holding a riding crop and looking a little bored. It’s pretty big. There have been a few of them made, celebrating the work of Bruno Zach, and if this is an early enough copy it is a lovely thing for anyone who enjoys muscular domiatrix riding crop art. It’s certainly not original though, and as such it isn’t an investment and it might prove hard to display in many households if the in-laws are coming etc. It’s a statement sure, and in some contexts it works. I have some friends I know would stand into it. My friend’s pa had it hidden. I remember Cecil from Lost Theatre though back in the day, and his flat was a palace of cock. The right person would love this monstrosity. I’ll use very different words when I sell it.
There’s no photo. I left it in the car ahead of ‘auction Tuesday” next week and it isn’t mine. It’s enough of an invasion for me to write about it, but that’s been my day.
The model is clearly very diligent with their gym membership. She has mastered coordinated whacking while wearing stilettos. She will be carefully wrapped on my passenger seat and I’ll bring her up for a photoshoot before I go to dress rehearsal tomorrow …
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