"So you really think it's by Michelangelo?" I said.
I know a thing or two about art, it didn't look like a Michelangelo to me but I could tell by the nails in the back that it was old and it would look pretty good across from the picture I have of the crying circus clown by Picasso and the little girl praying at the side of her bed with the back of her pajamas fallen down by Da Vinci.
"If not by the master himself, certainly it's in the school of. It's hard to say, back then they'd get the apprentices to paint the pictures and just go around and sign them at the end" he said.
"Like Andy Warhol" I observed, because as I said I know a thing or two about art.
"Exactly".
So I'm selling this fine, Antique, Old Masters Style (possibly even Michelangelo) painting of a choo-choo train. $25.00. It's old. I can't make out the signature and so I've not verified it to be a Michelangelo, but what does it matter? Great art speaks to the soul, and why should it's value change because of the brand of artist?