The Rainforest Desk

Friday, May 3, 2002 -
Ap�sl�min ida corbalanyrtne 'ls�o rohl'daathi�m v� nen�a iroyss�rd.

The Buyer didn't like the Antique Dream Cream Desk.

The Fiend does not care that The Buyer didn't like the Antique Dream Cream Desk. The Fiend is very happy with the Antique Dream Cream Desk. The Buyer can go fuck himself for an idiot, sayeth the Fiend, the Desk is a fuckin' masterpiece. Prudently, he didn't sayeth that to The Buyer. The Fiend's mama didn' raise no stupid chilluns.

The Buyer probably wouldn't have had a problem with the Dream Cream Desk, except that he had seen the Fiend's sketches for his original idea, the Rainforest Desk. The one that was going to be made out of a potting table? (Go here if you've missed that episode.) I myself can't blame The Buyer for his disappointment, simply because the sketches for the Rainforest Desk are marvelous. The Dream Cream Desk is just as marvelous, or perhaps even more so, but it is an entirely different animal from the beast in the sketches. The Fiend tells me it's always a mistake to let a buyer see the drawings, because once he begins work on a piece, it always evolves beyond the original concept.

Luckily for The Buyer, the Fiend is still enraptured with the Rainforest Desk, so this story may have a happy ending. As for the Dream Cream Desk, it will be offered to the next Buyer on the Fiend's waiting list, who will likely not be thrilled with it, because she's hoping for a set of four chairs. At least four. She'll take six, but she really wants eight.

The Fiend is kinda hoping no-one will want to pay the big bucks for the Antique Dream Cream Desk; he wouldn't mind keeping it for a while. And besides, because of the growing demand for his work, he hasn't been able to put a piece in a gallery for a couple of years now. He'd like the opportunity to show off the Desk, which he thinks is one of the best things he's ever done.

How 'bout that. My ass has been immortalized.

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Ap�sl�min ida corbalan� 'lse nesgla ugar�-cham sa cru ogrulho bat�oltha al�mv�sde.

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