Why the Art World Made Me Feel Sick
When I left that gallery, it left a bitter taste in my mouth and I swore to myself that I would never want to work in a place like that again. Little did I know, this had planted the seed of art ‘democratisation’ and 5 years later I would be starting up my own art gallery, with an ethos so completely different to elitist culture of the ‘blue chip’ gallery I had worked in.
