"I'm only a little Hebe who was brought up in the gutters of Brooklyn," Millionaire Joseph Herman Hirshhorn, 66, likes to say in moments of wry self-depreciation. But every inch that the 5-ft. 4-in. dynamo lacks in physical stature, he has more than made up for in wealth: his fortune, based on Canadian uranium, has grown to upwards of $100 million. Nor is there any gainsaying his voracious appetite for art. "I buy art almost every day," he says. "If I can't decide which of an artist's work, I buy them all."
In 35 years of serving himself gargantuan portions, Hirshhorn...
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