A few years back, I attended the Association of International Photography Art Dealers, or AIPAD, as it’s more commonly known, held at the Park Avenue Armory, in NYC. There were lots of Ansel Adams B/W prints. Many dealers apparently sell his stuff. I saw three different Sunrise over Hernandez prints. One dealer had his at around $80,000; another at $115,000 and the last at around $140,000.
So I'm standing at the last dealer, the one with the $140,000 edition when inflows this attention-grabbing couple. He, a rather ordinary fifty-something year old dressed to kill, and she, a knock-out blond about half his age with 6" high heels and a tight-fitting mini skirt. So I overhear him telling her, "This is nothing. My Hernandez cost me $180,000." As they drifted away, he had a smile on his face. And she, well, she was giggling and seemed very impressed. I was. But not about the $180,000. Or that he had an Adams' Hernandez. I was impressed by his hot girlfriend. Even the dealer selling his Hernandez seemed impressed.