Landis was clearly disturbed but he was also intelligent and funny, and his story – although bizarre – was plaintively human. By his own account, he had spent nigh on three decades forging and donating paintings as a tribute to his parents. It had become his life’s work and he did not want to stop.
This is a strange and true story, the article well written, funny and poignant. There is a novel in it, if someone would choose to write it.