Today I watched a fantastically compelling film about Teri Horton, a 70 year old truck driving grandma who bought a painting at a thrift store for 5 bucks. After finding that it did not fit through the doorway of her friends trailer, she decided she might just throw darts at it. However a local art teacher told her that she may want to hold on to that painting. It could infact be a Jackson Pollock.

Everybody Knows that a fairy tale starts out with “Once upon a time…” But a truck drivers tale starts out with “You ain’t going to believe this shit.” -Teri Horton

The film documents Teri’s long battle to get her painting authenticated. A difficult task considering that the art world apparently holds a paintings “feeling” as higher evidence of its authenticity then fingerprints, and paint composition analysis. Thats right, in this film we learn that forensic confirmation means nothing without the authentication of an “Art Expert”. Check it out!