Anamorph Page #7

I mean, you're already his patron.

Remember you bought

that painting?

Without a patron

there is no painting.

Maybe you are his Pope Innocent.

Maybe you're his crazy

object of obsession, Stan.

OK, I got Velazquez portrait of

of the Pope Innocent X.

Quite an ambivalent study

of absolute power.

And here comes Francis Bacon.

Despite never seeing

this painting in person,

Bacon became so obsessed

with it...

that he compulsively repainted it

over and over again,

but each version

more horrific than the previous.

Did I tell you that the latest victim

worked with me...

on the Uncle Eddie murders?

I think you've been part of

this bizarre thing all along.

It's not until an artist

finds his obsession...

that he can create

his most inpired work.

Where he gets his obsession from,

it does't really matter

It can be the myth of Prometheus,

It can be another man's

painting of the Pope,

it can even the story of

Stan Aubrey.

It can be anything.

So drink up.

I'll gonna show you something.

Seems familiar right?

The artist had the real

underground cult following

Already some show is in the

more hip galleries down town.

You wouldn't believe what

this stuff is selling for.

- What's his name?

- No name.

...no official representation.

- Where we find it?

- Stan, that's the whole thing.

This guy doesn't exist,

that's the whole gimmit

The only thing you have is his work.

What about the gallery owner?

Blowing rail since back room I guess.

That is my chair.

Yeah, I told you I would

help you to find...

- No, it's my chair.

- What?

Fate

Wood and fabric

It was stolen.

We take it later.

I'll swing the car around.

No, you can't do that, Stan.

All right, just tell them

it's evidence.

Oh good, you're back.

Any chance of returning our "Fate"

- What?

- The chair that you absconded with.

I am afraid I can't do that.

- - Evidence.

I suppose you'll

beat me with rubber hoses...

if I choose to respect

the artist's anonymity.

No, we're not gonna do that

but you got to tell us what you know.

- All I have is a name.

- Okay.

- Gerri Harden.

- Sounds a pornstar.

- You got a bio, any photos?

- Not even an address.

You never asked where she lived?

You never talked about boyfriends,

girlfriends, nothing like that?

Detecting is your pastime,

mine is selling paintings.

- And she sold quite a few.

- You weren't curious?

We gonna have to ask

you downtown

to give a full description anyway.

OK.

Not a single trace of fiber in any

of the crime scenes...

but this clay

is full of prints.

We didn't even need to dust.

I'm gonna need a few hours.

You get a match?

A match, a name

and a last known address.

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