I went to visit a friend in Vermont last summer for a long weekend. There isn’t a whole lot to do there, but I saw a billboard for a flea market just up the road from where we were at the time. I asked my friend if we could stop in and just wander through for the heck of it.
It was actually a pretty large flea market. Near the end of the market, I found a big picture of James Dean. I think it was something like 24”x20”. This picture looked real. It appeared to me like James Dean himself sat for the painting. It showed him with a cigarette in his mouth playing pool. Sal Mineo was in the background, but was much smaller than Dean’s picture. It had a price tag on it for $85. I couldn’t quit thinking of this picture, so before we left, I walked up to the man who had the stand and asked him if he would take $50 for it. At first he said no way and he began to walk away when he stopped and turned around and said he would take $70. I was hesitant, but I thought what the heck and I bought it. The whole painting was in black and white.
When I got the picture home, I examined it more carefully and saw that it had some smudges and a few other defects on it. I took it to a friend of mine back home who was taking lessons at a nearby art class. I asked him if he would mind showing it to his teacher and he agreed to do that at the next lesson. The teacher called me and asked how I got it and so on and he finally told me that the picture was an original that has been lost for several years. It was originally painted by an artist who I forget, but the picture is valuable. It ended up being shown around, but actually it was just a picture of the picture, but anyway, I was offered $12,000.00 for the picture. I had no idea what I had or it’s value.
I ended up donating it to a local charity that the newspaper sponsors each year and they sold it and got $14,000.00. The proceeds are used to feed the homeless, who I support on holidays by helping to serve the homeless. We do this on Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter. Many of our homeless are drug addicts or are mentally impaired, but that doesn’t matter to me. I talk to as many as I can and try to get them into a rehab. I keep wishing I had that picture. It was almist real when you looked at it.