Had a woman bring in a carved limestone piece I made back in 2009 to have it appraised. Insurance thing. She liked it enough to haul it across town and pay for the look. Appraiser called it "a decorative object, not investment-grade." Valued it at a third of what she paid me. I know because she told me the number, proud of it, like she'd dodged a bad bet. Thing is, I priced that piece high. It took me six weeks and a busted knuckle and I still think it's one of the better things I've done. The woman who owns it has had it on her mantle for fifteen years and never once thought about selling it. And some guy with a clipboard decides its worth is whatever the market says today. I don't make work for appraisers. But it did get me thinking about how much of what we do gets reduced to a number by people who couldn't cut a straight joint if their life depended on it. The piece wasn't for sale before the appraisal and it isn't after. So what exactly did he value?
