I don’t know about you guys, but when it comes to capers, from swiping the Hope Diamond to cracking a bank vault, I like to envision some complicated, timed to the microsecond, Oceans 11/ Mission Impossible-type scheme. The one where you need 1000 ft of nylon rope, multiple pulleys, cat suits, space mirrors, and a contortionist just to avoid the lasers? What you don’t really expect is to be able to walk into an art gallery, grab a master off the wall, and stroll out. But that is exactly what happened.
This past July, while parts of the country were battling arson in the form of thousand-acre grass fires, a rather ballsy, albeit snazzily dressed, San Francisco man walked into a gallery, lifted a Picasso drawing worth about $200k, then returned to a waiting cab. Okay, so stolen art is hard to sell, and everything from the Mona Lisa to The Scream has been stolen and eventually recovered, but come on! Anti-climax! Theft is way more entertaining in books and movies, just saying. . .
Hat tip: San Francisco Chronicle