I used to love seeing the signiture & numbers. Especially in public, where I can deride the framer for being such a dildo-headed woossey for not matting over the white paper.....
Embarrassed the heck out of my wife.
We were in Washington DC several years ago, and I started in about this suite, (oh ****, it wasn't a suite, it was a symphaney). There must have been 28 pictures in this little restraunt.
They were all "street scenes" of cities in drizzly fog. The white was 2" all around, the mat was 2" puice grey all around, in a . . . . you guessed it: 2" black frame.
The guy at the next table asked what was wrong about them . . . did I mention that this was a SMALL place. I try to be quiet and discreet . . .
And then I really jumped the shark when I said that only a egotistical un-educated artist would insist on framing like this. . .
The Cook/owner came out and to our table.
"I'm the egotistical un-educated artist AND framer. How did you want your dinner prepared?"
Did I mention the french knife in his hand?
"How ever the chief would choose to do it, in such a way that it would make his mother proud."
About an hour later, we were the last in the restraunt. He came back out with a glass of wine, pulled out a chair, sat down and said. "So, how would you frame them?"
My wife was the quickest on the gun with "It won't be cheap. But it will be as nice as that dinner was."
