I want it to be as a quail.

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 As an art dealer I am often asked for my expertise in determining the value of a work of art or antique passed on to them by Aunt Minnie or Grandpa Frank; the interrogator of the moment appears to hope that by meeting me that they have stumbled into their own Road Show host who is about to make them rich for a month or two.

Of course a competent appraiser is competent not because of on-the-spot knowledge but by competency as a researcher. To carry that much stuff around in ones’s head, even as a specialist in one small area would drive most people mad. Add to that the fact that such knowledge is amended every second of every hour and we have light-years of information to edit.

And that’s how it is with life in general for all of us. In our professional lives we learn how to research and maybe we pick up a few tidbits of stable factoids which help to enhance our aura of concern in our supposed area of expertise. And in our personal lives we solve the most difficult research problems by adopting the views of whatever groups which seem to influence us the most.

And on it goes.

If I return for another crack at life I want it to be as a quail.

No particular reason.

I like and respect quails.

That’s all.

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I want it to be as a quail.

012

 As an art dealer I am often asked for my expertise in determining the value of a work of art or antique passed on to them by Aunt Minnie or Grandpa Frank; the interrogator of the moment appears to hope that by meeting me that they have stumbled into their own Road Show host who is about to make them rich for a month or two.

Of course a competent appraiser is competent not because of on-the-spot knowledge but by competency as a researcher. To carry that much stuff around in ones’s head, even as a specialist in one small area would drive most people mad. Add to that the fact that such knowledge is amended every second of every hour and we have light-years of information to edit.

And that’s how it is with life in general for all of us. In our professional lives we learn how to research and maybe we pick up a few tidbits of stable factoids which help to enhance our aura of concern in our supposed area of expertise. And in our personal lives we solve the most difficult research problems by adopting the views of whatever groups which seem to influence us the most.

And on it goes.

If I return for another crack at life I want it to be as a quail.

No particular reason.

I like and respect quails.

That’s all.

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Fine Fine Fifty Nine

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FINE FINE FIFTY NINE

Fifty Nine

So Fine

All Mine

Frame’s Mine Also

And Sandy’s (let’s not forget).

When Sandra Schou posted this on Facebook a while back I said Fifty Nine Richy Rich car.

And Sandy said here ya go Broom Boy and here it is.

My favorite photographer (after Ansel)

Fine, Fine fifty Nine

Better than a pony or a jug of wine

Better than a flip top Ford

Fancy as a Jag You Are.

By Bad, Bad Lee Boy Broom

(Baddest guy in the whole darn room)

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I want it to be as a quail.

012

 As an art dealer I am often asked for my expertise in determining the value of a work of art or antique passed on to them by Aunt Minnie or Grandpa Frank; the interrogator of the moment appears to hope that by meeting me that they have stumbled into their own Road Show host who is about to make them rich for a month or two.

Of course a competent appraiser is competent not because of on-the-spot knowledge but by competency as a researcher. To carry that much stuff around in ones’s head, even as a specialist in one small area would drive most people mad. Add to that the fact that such knowledge is amended every second of every hour and we have light-years of information to edit.

And that’s how it is with life in general for all of us. In our professional lives we learn how to research and maybe we pick up a few tidbits of stable factoids which help to enhance our aura of concern in our supposed area of expertise. And in our personal lives we solve the most difficult research problems by adopting the views of whatever groups which seem to influence us the most.

And on it goes.

If I return for another crack at life I want it to be as a quail.

No particular reason.

I like and respect quails.

That’s all.

 

I want it to be as a quail.

012

 As an art dealer I am often asked for my expertise in determining the value of a work of art or antique passed on to them by Aunt Minnie or Grandpa Frank; the interrogator of the moment appears to hope that by meeting me that they have stumbled into their own Road Show host who is about to make them rich for a month or two.

Of course a competent appraiser is competent not because of on-the-spot knowledge but by competency as a researcher. To carry that much stuff around in ones’s head, even as a specialist in one small area would drive most people mad. Add to that the fact that such knowledge is amended every second of every hour and we have light-years of information to edit.

And that’s how it is with life in general for all of us. In our professional lives we learn how to research and maybe we pick up a few tidbits of stable factoids which help to enhance our aura of concern in our supposed area of expertise. And in our personal lives we solve the most difficult research problems by adopting the views of whatever groups which seem to influence us the most.

And on it goes.

If I return for another crack at life I want it to be as a quail.

No particular reason.

I like and respect quails.

That’s all.

 

Fine Fine Fifty Nine

59 Caddy 1-4 003

 

Fifty Nine

So Fine

All Mine

Frame’s Mine Also

And Sandy’s (let’s not forget).

When Sandra Schou posted this on Facebook a while back I said Fifty Nine Richy Rich car.

And Sandy said here ya go Broom Boy and here it is.

My favorite photographer (after Ansel)

Fine, Fine fifty Nine

Better than a pony or a jug of wine

Better than a flip top Ford

Fancy as a Jag You Are.

By Bad, Bad Lee Boy Broom

(Baddest guy in the whole darn room)

59 Caddy 1-4 004