So yesterday I got a frantic email from my dealer: there's this guy from europe-- serious collector-- he's in new york-- not for long--i showed him your site-- he's seriously interested--here's his local number--call him now!
Needing cash more than the answers to any simple questions, I called the guy. I told him who refered me, that I'd heard he was interested in my work, etc. etc.
The guy instantly became enthusiastic, and said, "oh, yes, I'm very serious right now about expanding my collection of NUDE CHILDREN PHOTOGRAPHS."
Considering my website contains little besides barren landscapes, none of them as backdrops for nude children (as far as I can remember), I figured the guy was pulling my leg. I laughed. Then there was an icy silence.
The conversation got really awkward after that, as you might imagine. Needless to say, No Sale!
I wrote my dealer, laughing about this, and he said, "oh! he must have gotten you mixed up with Jock Sturgess! I sent him Jock's site too!"
So I've now been mistaken for Jock Sturgess. It looks like there IS a first time for everything.
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