Portrait of Jennifer by Adrian Gottlieb
Inspired by the beauty of Adrian Gottlieb’s portraits per his slide show presentation two Sunday’s ago, I decided to look into purchasing some paint from his source in New York, Robert Doak. Doak has a site, but you cannot order directly online, so I called. I had questions about the variety of flake whites he offers.
I could tell by about word two that Mr. Doak was your typical New Yorker and that my questions had better be good. I started by ordering his “Flake and Glass”. It states in the description that it can be “extended” with “leaded glass medium”. My question was: Can it be thinned with anything else. He said, “You want Flake and Glass, what else?”. I thought perhaps he had a plan in place to take the order and get back to the questions. I certainly intended to stick with his plan. He took my next product order, and then the next. I had already done my homework, and knew that my order would reach the required $50 minimum, but he claimed it had not, and I needed another tube. I settled on something I didn’t really need but who was arguing? Then he abruptly told me he would have to call me back to get my credit card info. (I’ll bet nature was calling.) An hour went by (nature calling slowly), and I needed to leave my house, so I called back. Gee, I hope I wasn’t bothering him.
This time I was determined to get my questions answered. As we began to talk, it became apparent that I had made egregious errors in the first order. He convinced me to change my whole order, and as the dollar figure began to climb I tried to plead starving artist. That was when he took to hollering. “WE’RE TALKING ABOUT CHANGING YOUR LIFE. WHAT STARVING ARTIST?” he shouted at me. “YOU SPEND $75 ON DINNER, AND YOU WON’T BUY THE ART SUPPLIES YOU NEED???” I thought to myself well that would be dinner withOUT alcohol, so I had to agree with him. Needless to say, he won.
Now, I am no weany. I have often been told I should have been a lawyer. I argue really well, and I can be completely obnoxious. (Easy Bill.) But I wanted this man’s product, so I had to put up with the lashing he was dishing out. So, the tip for the day is, if you order from Mr. Doak, know EXACTLY what you want, do not ask a question, and do not make a single mistake, and you will get along just fine with him.
I am never going to New York again. Those people are scary.