Rare, Collectible, & Otherwise

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Ten Million for Birds.

Even non-book-lovers know about the Audubons, although perhaps not the extent of their rarity. I get asked about them in Broken Arrow, OK, as though some customer might drop one off in exchange for a copy of Twilight.

John James Audubon’s “Birds of America,” brought more than $10 million at auction on Tuesday, becoming the world’s most expensive published book.

Featuring 435 hand-colored illustrations of birds drawn to size, the auctioned book is one of the best preserved of those remaining in existence. The sale at Sotheby’s auction house had been anticipated for months, and even non-bidders were given a chance to see the rare volume.

The price? $10,270,000. An anonymous collector bid by telephone in offering the final bid.

Because each picture is so valuable, there have been fears the volume will be broken up and sold as separate works of art. However, experts believe that’s unlikely. The tome is probably more valuable intact. And collectors hold Audubon in such reverence that the notion of ripping apart a perfect copy would be akin to sacrilege.

No more fuss! Lights On!

It is a wonder that there aren’t more pressing things for our government to consider, but the Tulsa City Council wrangled among themselves for hours before finally giving the OK to the Christmas Parade.

Oops… I mean Holiday Parade.

To be perfectly correct, a permit was granted for the staging of McNellie’s Holiday Parade of Lights.

The big fuss was over the change from Christmas Parade of Lights. Senator Jim Inhofe began the falderal when his crotchety self began complaining to anyone and everyone how he would – not – ever – ride his horse again in the parade, given the name change.

Political correctness can be worrisome. Trying to make sure nothing offends anyone is a chore. Many things suffer, mostly tradition. Insensitive team mascots. Jargon and terms that demean. Cruel labels. Like it or not, political correctness has allowed minorities to participate without discomfort.

Maybe the parade is a little like that. If a family of Jewish faith – or followers of any one of the many non-Christian faiths – wanted to watch the annual whoop-de-do, they could do so without discomfort.

And it isn’t as though they’ll be curbside with fingers plugging their ears when the marching band passes blaring out Hark! The Herald Angels Sing! There will be plenty of Christmas in the parade, and if the sponsor – McNellie’s – wants to make the event accessible to more people, they’ve paid for the naming rights.

If Senator Inhofe feels so strongly about the name of the event, why didn’t he pony up the money so he could ride comfortably? Next year will be here soon enough to catch his equestrian skills in the Senator Grinch Christmas Parade of Lights and Heavies.

What the Dickens?

Many of Oprah Winfrey’s book club picks are iffy at best, but her latest choices (she’s naming two books this time) could scarcely be better. Unlike her previously named authors – some of whom have gone from obscurity to best-seller – the scribe who penned both of her new selections will have nothing to gain.

Oprah's Choice

Oprah Picks Dickens

In his day, Charles Dickens was the literary equivalent of a rock star, an Elton John without the sequins. People were caught up in his serialized stories like today’s viewers of telenovellas and raced to get the latest newspaper for the monthly installment. Who was knocked off? Who survived? It was 19th century Dancing with the Stars.

Oprah is recommending that her viewers take up A Tale of Two Cities and Great Expectations, and while it is hard to disagree with her choices, I personally would have placed David Copperfield ahead of Cities. Dickens himself counted Copperfield as his favorite, and is largely biographical.

That being said, the novels are world’s apart from most of her offerings, which tend to feature down-trodden women pulling themselves up by their bootstraps. Inspiring – at least some of them – but hardly great literature. There are so many great writers who could benefit from her hammer-wielding endorsement, while many have been wasted on tales such as Gwyn Hyman Rubio’s Icy Sparks, a one-trick pony novel that rates as many Dislikes as Likes on the Amazon chart.

Granted, I’ll likely be inundated later with unread copies of the Dickens “Oprah Edition.” His 19th century writing isn’t for everyone, but once the differences in the English languages of then and now are bridged, there are few books I recommend as highly.

Oprah is listening to me at last!

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