Back from London, but right out the door again. I’ll be up and running on Tuesday from wherever.
Meanwhile, let me leave you with this bit of dialogue from The Hustler, the great Paul Newman movie from 1961 about pool sharks, which was running through my head all week in London after the Damien Hirst auction, and not just because of the word “sharks”. It’s the scene where George C. Scott, who becomes Newman’s manager, explains to him how pool hustling really works:
When you hustle you keep score real simple. At the end of the game you count up your money. That’s how you find out who’s best. That’s the only way.
It’s hard to believe he didn’t find his way to the art game.