A Gustav Klimt painting just sold for the highest amount ever paid for a painting.. 135 million. His 1907 masterpiece, the gold-flecked portrait of Vienna aristocrat Adele Bloch-Bauer,(below), sold to Ronald S. Lauder, cosmetics magnate and founder of the Neue Galerie museum in Manhattan.
The last highest paid painting was Picasso's 1905 "Boy With a Pipe" which sold two years ago in an auction at Sotheby's for $104 million.
There are 4 more Klimt paintings heading to Christies for sale this fall, each worth an estimated 100 million. My fav is the other portrait of Adele, Adele Bosch-Bauer2, (above). The other 3 paintings are landscapes.
List of the 10 most expensive paintings from Wikipedia
Most of the world's most famous paintings are owned by museums, which very rarely sell them. As such, they are quite literally priceless; if a painting like the Mona Lisa were to become available, it would almost certainly sell for much more than any of the paintings listed below. The Guiness World Book of Records lists the Mona Lisa as having the highest insurance value for a painting in history. It was assessed at US $100 million in 1962 - before the painting toured the US for several months. However, the Louvre chose to spend the money on security rather than insurance. Taking inflation into account, the 1962 value would be approximately US$670 million in 2006.
Portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer I by Gustav Klimt
Sold for $135 million on June 18, 2006 in a private sale (time value:$135 million)
Portrait of Dr. Gachet by Vincent van Gogh
Sold for $82.5 million on May 15, 1990 at Christie's, New York (time value: $116,793,226.33) †
Bal au moulin de la Galette, Montmartre by Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Sold for $78 million on May 17, 1990 at Sotheby's, New York (time value: $110,422,686.71) †
See more great info on Renoir, and related artists, on this brilliant page on artsy!
Garçon à la pipe by Pablo Picasso
Sold for $104.1 million on May 4, 2004 at Sotheby's, New York (time value: $106,910,700.00)
Dora Maar au Chat by Pablo Picasso
Sold for $95.2 million on May 3, 2006 at Sotheby's, New York (time value: $95,216,000.00)
Irises by Vincent van Gogh
Sold for $49 million on November 11, 1987 at Sotheby's, New York (time value: $78,402,796.71).
Massacre of the Innocents by Peter Paul Rubens
Sold for £49.5 million ($76.7 million) on July 10, 2002 at Sotheby's, London (time value: $77,927,200.00)
Les Noces de Pierrette by Pablo Picasso
Sold for $49 million on November 30, 1989 (time value: $72,697,766.77)
Portrait de l'artiste sans barbe by Vincent van Gogh
Sold for $65 million on November 19, 1998 at Christie's, New York (time value: $71,691,040.02).
Rideau, Cruchon et Compotier by Paul Cézanne
Sold for $60.5 million on May 10, 1999 at Sotheby's, New York (later resold at a loss)
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Adele2 from http://blogs.princeton.edu/wri152-3/f05/juheakim/klimt_and_his_women.html
Adele1 from http://www.artdreamguide.com/adg/_arti/_k/_klimt/_opus/511.htm