My daisy versus a painting of Vonnegut. Damn you vonnegut. HE won.
The wheel of death was spun. My faithful husband was ready with his phone to record the paintings destruction (because hey, you might as well document the insanity) when suddenly she was saved by an art lover who bid $225! The painting narrowly avoided the chainsaw. Gracias patron!
Unfortunately not all of the art was as lucky as mine. Many met dastardly destruction. Come out next year to see the shenanigans live.