Ok, so I read Steve Martin's An Object of Beauty the other day. Meh. It wasn't bad per say, but it was hardly that interesting either. While he does truly know a lot about art, especially the dealer/ auction side, you still read it knowing that Steve Martin wrote this story, and, sorry, but his misogynistic attitude sort of ruins what is good about book. Anyhoo, I am finishing up Freedom, by Jonathan Franzen and then on to The Tiger's Wife, which is on it's way to my mailbox now.
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