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Give me a Donatello over dustbins

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By Taipan
15 May 2014

I’ve always decried Hong Kong’s cultural scene. If there’s one thing I miss about London, it’s a pre-theatre dinner at Brooks and a Chekhov in the West End.

But having received an invitation for a private view at Art Basel from an old chum of mine at UBS, I decided to take the plunge. I must say that modern art is not really to my taste — oo many dustbins and unmade beds — but my art broker assured me that financially, it is a one way bet.

My eye was particularly taken by a full size flattened Fiat 500 hanging in the Ben Brown gallery. Apparently it took 10 men to hang the damn thing on the reinforced wall. I was just picturing it hanging above my bath when I noticed a smartly dressed man swoop in with a suitcase. After a few words with the gallery owner, he handed over the suitcase and they shook hands.

Such brazen displays of wealth do make me slightly nervous. I had assumed that the handshake, a pat on the back and a cheque in the post would do the business. But it seems that’s not the way things are done these days.

I’m no pauper but I suddenly felt out of my depth and decided it was time to go home. Next morning I sacked the art broker and enlisted the help of an expert in Renaissance art at Sotheby’s — much more my style.


By Taipan
15 May 2014