"No I don't know it." He said, twisting to get a look at the string of numbers. "And it's old stuff mostly. Paintings that have been locked in attics for decades, in damp cellars, that kind of thing. It's only a few a year but it's a good supplement when no one wants to buy the shitty stuff I put out for general consumption." He said with a grin, turning so she can do his other side.