estate auction.

This morning I heard a report on NPR that the artist George Tooker had died last week at the age of 90. I became aware of him in 1968 when the magazine AvantGarde had a retrospective about his New York City work. Last month at the auction house, a lithograph was offered from that period of his oeuvre.


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It fetched a hammer price of $650. They have this little room of graphic art hung salon style that I always am sure to carefully check out. The Tooker was up high on a wall. I noticed it right away and took a look, remembering back to the time I first knew of him. It was across the narrow room from a Whistler etching and two Dürer's which I also paused to view. Those went for much more, although I had doubts about two of them being authentic. (One of the Dürer's surely was.) Influences migrate in from many sources and degrees. They pass through, but taint the thoughts.


Here's an image from 1994 I recently dug out from the tell.

connected, and isolated.