Tag: The Modigliani in My Bedroom

  • The Modigliani in My Bedroom

    Last week, I recollected a conversation I had recently shared with a school chum, whose aspirations toward art thievery had become something of a social nuisance – particularly since he wanted to stow a Modigliani under my bed. Flattered as I was, I explained to Hal that my wife, the Contessa, would likely be uncomfortable […]