George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
He painted them well enough, though.
I mean, when you take into account the deck tossing and turning in rough seas, the paintings still came out pretty good.
And these days, investors will run up the auction value of mediocre paintings.
Dealers rushed to the docks to fight over his artwork.
George’s art shows were extraordinary affairs.
His shipmates would raid and loot the gallery, and they’d rob the patrons.
“So lifelike!” exclaimed an afficianado, one hand on a wineglass, the other clutching a cutlass wound on his belly.