I remember sitting in my gallery back in 2008, watching a perfectly lovely man—someone who had worked thirty years in insurance—stare at a small, textured oil on linen, 30x30cm, 2005, and proceed to buy it with a frantic, sweating desperation that had nothing to do with the art and everything to do with a lack […]
Most people think that learning how to develop taste requires a private jet to Basel or a postgraduate degree in semiotics, but that is a lie sold to you by people who want your commission. They want you to believe that discernment is a high-altitude, intellectual performance, something reserved for the velvet-roped elite who spend […]
Forget everything the glossy, high-end auction catalogues have told you about needing a private wealth manager or a degree in aesthetics just to hang something meaningful on your wall. Most people approach the question of how to start collecting art as if they are preparing to enter a high-stakes poker game where everyone else already […]