Wednesday, December 3, 2014
I'm still not sure about the palm trees. But I think the painting has kind of vintagey exotic look to it, and it isn't even too tortured by its drawing errors. I've been inside the Athenaeum a couple of times - once on a luncheon date with a graduate student, and once for a class reunion. Twentieth, perhaps. The Ath, it's called locally by insiders.
For a lot of money, I could become a supporter of Caltech and apply for membership at the Athenaeum. Then maybe I could sip tea or eat prime rib and possibly cast flirtatious looks at very smart old guys. Something to think about as I formulate my retirement plan and need some balance for my painting.