As this painter goes, this is a successful piece -- the colors are generally good and the reflections in the water are well rendered, though bear in mind that they look better in a small size reproduction than in the original: the actual piece is 26 x 26 inches and if you see it up close in person you will realize how intrusive the brushwork is and how little of the liquid feel of the water remains as a result on closer inspection; this one is definitely best admired from 6 or 7 meters away, in other words. And this is a relatively successful piece, I say, since others by the same fellow are significantly less technically attained (and most reek of fake modiglianismo). Yet Bonhams is putting them all on auction in the absolutely breathtaking price range of HK$1,500,000 - 2,500,000 (US$190,000 - 320,000) each.
Bonham's is a good outfit and I have no doubt they read the market right, yet I cannot help feeling incredulous. Really? Why? A street hawker just outside my house turns out approximately ten of these a day and will sell you a day's production for probably 50 euros, if you haggle well. (His first price is 50 each, but he never sells more than a piece day, so most of his work either rots or gets scrapped, which makes me feel certain that a deal can be struck, especially if you throw in a beer or two).
Which brings me to my point. Why aren't all of you painting for a living? It is a well paying profession even at the economic bottom; apparently, the sky is the limit on the upside; and not much actual painting skill is required. And if you have children, please, forget the usual law, medicine, and engineering bit. The obvious economic call is: Paint, young men, paint!