I know, now, how Frick felt when Duveen hooked him up with Bellini’s St. Francis, or Mellon after he scored Manet’s The Plum, or how Huntington felt when he took possession of The Blue Boy. In short, there has been a recent series of events where now I am in possession of a great and important piece of Los Angeles artwork:
Granted, it’s not unique. Though tempted to evoke the Rifleman’s Creed — there are many like it, but this one is mine — there aren’t actually that many like it, a scant possible forty, and I only know the whereabouts of three. One of which being in my yard. For this one is mine.
Read all about it!
https://bunkerhilllosangeles.com/2025/06/22/i-got-a-richfield-angel/
So glad to hear you are the proud new caretaker of this exquisite bust!