My wife and kids had a yard sale and lemonade stand, and my 7-year-old daughter decided to hawk her artwork under a “meet the artist” sign. I bought one of her reproductions for 25 cents. But don’t go thinking it was charity. My plan was to flip that thing in a few years for over a million bucks. But then I realized that it appeared that someone had taken advantage of my unfamiliarity with the art game. It turns out that “reproduction” is just some fancy art word for “photocopy”.