Continuing the story about what sometimes happens in the art business.

Who and how is fueling the demand for fine art?

Part three.

This year, I spent most of my art budget on works by one artist I predict will become very well-known.

 I kept Mr. Call in the dark until the very end; he was undoubtedly anxious about not knowing my decision this time.

 The seasoned public, however, is once again interested and braced for a fresh move from the ''sharp'' collector. 

Therefore, I am more than confident that the ''robbery'' of Andrew Call's property is nothing more than his foolish improvisation.

 And a specific'' Art Guide '' was a blogger bought by Call, who was in such a rush to make shady cash that he announced the heist many hours before it was probably done.

After her heartfelt rant, Elizabeth pulled a canvas painting of a young lady standing in a field with her chest exposed from a cardboard box labelled with the now-famous Nick acronym ArtByElenaG. 

The image appeared nothing super special, yet you couldn't take your eyes off it. She suggested this artist for the nearest show.

'' What do you think? '' A gaze from Grandma at Grandson. Nick stood in front of the picture and stared at it silently.

After spending time with his grandma, he made the difficult decision to share all this knowledge with Harry, the son of his former partner. 

Last year, the partner was killed while trying to apprehend a suspect. Lately, Harry has decided to join the blogging community. 

Greetings, pal. Charlie, the ginger cat, has returned to you. This morning, I dreamed about this entire tale. 

Do you understand why?

My owners left me alone as they went to choose paintings for an upcoming art show. 

Later that night, we sat on the couch watching a detective mystery.

So, this jumble of disparate facts and ideas subliminally entered my brain and manifested as a dream.

 I always feel calmer when I instantly transmit my vision to someone.

 Please don't be too harsh on me until we meet again, my buddy.