Installed this ceramic piece by Miguel Rodriguez a few years ago at a convention center. Wonderful sculpure, wonderfully whimsical. Then some kid climbed on it, broke it loose from its securing mounts, busted it. Insurance paid my client, who paid me, and I then paid Miguel to sculpt a new one. He did, shipped it to me (he lives in NV), I absent-mindedly tossed out the box with the trash, and he had to sculpt another. He did, shipped it to me, and I promptly broke it upon re-installation. So he had to sculpt another. He did, shipped it to me, but this one didn’t fit the lipstick body. So he had to sculpt another. He did, shipped it to me, and this one fit beautifully. Client ecstatic. Yeah, well it only took us six months to get there.
Very nice Father’s Day. Properly spoiled. Watched Seven with my sons, wife and a friend last night. Hadn’t seen it since the 90s. Morgan Freeman is such an exceptional actor. Never get tired of watching him do his thing. Or Kevin Spacey for that matter.