Actually, if you go to the museum in Oriskany, New York and look you will see names on their bricks, including mine. They were also $10/brick, so it is not an unusual marketing action for non-profits, but fairly unique to replace stock shares with bricks. Bricks are certainly more useful than stock certificates and a lot easier to keep track of. Things could get dangerous in a divorce, or in any attempt to “trade” them.
One of the toughest things for an artist to get is exposure. If you want to sell your work, people have to see it. I know a few artists, and we have them in the family, so I’m aware of the cost of selling a work. People would be amazed at how low the “profit margin” can be on work that sells for thousands. The professional materials alone for a painting that is a meter square can easily be in the hundreds of dollars. Throw in weeks of labor to produce it, the cost of the space to work in, and it is easy to hit four figures. Then the marketing begins, and that is the real expense. Agents, gallery owners, transportation … just an unbelievable number of expenses. Getting your work exposed in a good public location is a very big deal for an artist. Being selected for a major project is also good for your portfolio, a major plus for your CV. If they want to see exploitation of artists they should hang around with a few gallery owners, some of them are real scum.
Yes, he made money, but it sounds like so did people around him. It is amazing how rarely that happens.
]]>Yeah, he did look after the students! Many criticized him and said things like he exploited them etc. but that wasn’t true. He always took the long view! Most people don’t, or can’t. Many of those students got either very good commissions after they finished, or went on to one of the major academies. And they knew it was all thanks to Bill! (Almost all of them went to his service, and some had to come from interstate, and if memory serves, at least one had to come from overseas!) Bill was like that… a real *people magnet*!
One of his major schemes, for example, was that he’d always wanted to own a Vinyard! They are expensive, and he hated spending money, and he hated the idea of Venture Capital, and traditional *share* schemes, which he called *scams*. 😉 😆 So. He found a large Vinyard not doing very well, haggled a price down, and got investors by offering them one brick in the large brick office/sales building for $10. 😆 And he actually got the money! Unfortunately for poor Bill, and the “brick-holders” (as they were known), the next year we started a 3 or 4 year major drought! Sometimes, he just couldn’t win! However, he convinced most of them to hang on, he said the drought wouldn’t last long, and they’d be in the money and free wine! 😆 After the drought finally passed, and with a couple years hard work, it started doing well. 🙂 He sold it (as he usually did when he got bored with something), and went onto the next *big thing*! 😀 I have much to be grateful to Bill for. 🙂
The World needs a lot more *Bill’s*!
(PS. Sorry for all the errors above. I’m doing this in between many other things. I’m rushing a bit, and it’s damned hot!) 😉
]]>Much of the international jewelry business works just like Bill. Everything is done with a handshake, and if anyone plays games they are cut off forever. I got involved in the periphery as part of a multiswap trade to buy something I wanted. The guy who had it wanted an outrageous premium if I paid in dollars, so a friend worked out a deal where I ended up having the gold to buy it at the stated price. There were never any questions as I wandered from one dumpy location to the next exchanging stuff that I was handed in envelops until I finally got the gold sovereigns I needed to buy what I wanted. I’m fairly certain that my friend made a decent commission on the deal. He was our source for diamond solitaire engagement rings, which is a good market in the military.
Sounds like Bill was the same sort, a “node” that was common to many different “networks”. Really honest people can pull that off, crooks can’t.
That mural would be like a gallery placement for an artist and valuable in its own right without the expense of framing and materials. It was a good deal for the art students, even if they worked cheap. As I remember college, food was often more important than money, as you knew where the food went.
Sounds like a remarkable man worth knowing.
]]>If you were silly enough to give him half a chance or if you tried to get cute on a deal, he would screw you for everything he could get, but if you were fair and honest, he would deal tough but scrupulously fair (and he always honored a deal, unless you didn’t, in which case you would be totally screwed)!
Second, He *always* looked after family and friends and people who did the right thing by the community or those in need two nights a week (he actually ran a *soup kitchen* (literally! And it was known as the best soup in Melbourne! We all loved it, was thick and hearty and tasted great) If you were a street person or poor, the soup (and a thick chunk of fresh made bread) was free, other people were charged $5 which went to the cost of the soup and the rest donated to local charities.
Third, He always gave credit where it was due. With the huge mural, for example, whilst the art students didn’t get paid, he made them all sign the mural (and he made that interesting and part of the mural) and he gave them 2 free lunches a week for the year (as he said to me, a free lunch really cost him a total of about $4, and it made the place look busy and got other full-paying patrons in, and the students were good advertisers! 😆
There were a lot of other things… He’d been a millionaire 4 times (that I knew of) and lost the lot on crazy schemes (which had made him millions at least 4 times). He always said the money didn’t matter, it was the wheeling and dealing, the challenge. I swear, I never saw him happier than when he lost almost everything and had to start again! And sure enough, within a few years or so, he was back up on top!)
Yeah… he was a lovable old rogue… and he taught me a lot! Was a very very sad day when he passed on… His funeral had to be held at the biggest Cathedral in Melbourne because there we so many mourners! It was a huge, and very solemn funeral at the start, and it made me very uncomfortable! It wasn’t *him! He was never like that! I mentioned it to his son and family, and the agreed! His son (who was in his 40’s) called me up 9which a cheeky grin that shocked me because it was just like Bill!) And I had to give an impromptu eulogy! And I could hear Bill laughing at me (the bugger would have too!) So I glared at the Son (who shrugged and winked), whilst people in the pews were looking at each other wondering what was going on. And I delivered what I believed to be the best oration I have ever given! 😀 I told them who Bill was, I told them he would be angry and annoyed (he had a very quick temper)… people began smiling and nodding… and I described what a rogue he was, and what a true friend to those in need, and that if the people there really cared, they would ensure his work continued! I really felt I was channeling old Bill. 🙂
I miss him more than most. He started a computer club for me! Every Tuesday evening we’d meet and have a free dinner. He knew people. People I would probably never get to meet! I got contract work with major IT companies thanks to those meeting’s and Bill. The club grew from a few people, to over 60! It collapsed after about 5 years because *people* (with huge ego’s) wanted the Bogarts Computer Club to have *agenda’s* and structure, and *chain of command* (whith them at the top, of course), and committee’s etc! They wouldn’t listen to Bill or us (the founding members), and after a few weeks of this crap, Bill got very angry and threw us all out and that was the end of the club. And he NEVER changed his mind. With Bill, no was *NO*!! 🙂 Ahh well… was great whilst it lasted. Typical, eh? *sigh*
]]>As a number of people have noted for years – the wingers live in fear that someone, somewhere is having a good time, and they want it to stop.
Actually, he fits a very common profile among people with extremely high IQs. They can’t come down long enough to fit in, so they move from one thing to other, trying to keep occupied. When they take jobs, it is usually to get together the resources necessary for their next project, and off they go.
]]>I am baffled about what, exactly, these people think is supposed to happen at a wake. Should we have all hung around looking morose rather than lifting a brew to one of the more interesting characters who ever made a mark on our desert?
]]>Your guy sounds like a Dibbler prototype, Badtux – a man willing to sell anything to anyone, a natural salesman, Joe Isuzu in dusty Levis. Even if you knew him, you wanted to hear the sales pitch.
“Avoid Taking the Blame” is the guiding principle of the GOP, Kryten.
]]>Clearly, we were all heretics who must be burned at the stake :twisted:.
]]>The Daily Show: January 13, 2011 – Ron Howard
Jon also did a very heartfelt piece at the start of Monday night’s episode. Whilst I understand his points, I don’t actually agree entirely with some of the conclusions, or justifications. *shrug* (And… it has Denis Leary.) 😉
The Daily Show: January 10, 2011 – Denis Leary
This one was interesting because Jon did some more sketches highlighting the absurdity of the right over the Arizona terrorist attack, and has ex-Gov Tim Pawlenty who shows consummately that the Rethugs (and neo-con’s generally) will never admit they get anything wrong (or that the only wrong is in the perception, not the act), or that Democrats can ever do anything right, and that they are terrified of Obama. A–mazing! 😉 😆
The Daily Show: January 12, 2011 – Tim Pawlenty
They are all worth a watch. 🙂
OK… bed for me! Garage sale when I get up in about 6 hours. No rest for the wicked! 😉 *shrug*
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