February 8, 2007
From the desk of Jane Galt:Sob
Today I did something I don't usually do--I bought a real, live newspaper to read on the train. There is one nice thing about a newspaper: you skim, and things catch your eye. Which is how I learned that possibly my favourite living artist, Peter Doig, just fetched a record $10 million for his White Canoe. (Actually, the $10m went to the Saatchi gallery, which sold it. But it makes all his other work worth more.)
This is not my favourite of his paintings; though I shift around a bit on that, I generally always come back to Concrete Cabin, which is still, mercifully, in the Saatchi Gallery, where I have occasional visitation rights. But I think it is now safe to say that I will never, ever own one of his paintings. And since he hasn't even licensed decent sized reproductions, as far as I can tell, I'm stuck with postcards. And thinking up excuses why my employer should send me to London.