Tat London Journal

There’s something truly special about stepping into an artist’s studio. It’s not just a workspace — it’s a world filled with energy, ideas and raw creativity. You see the paint splatters, half-finished projects, sketchbooks, tools and personal rituals that don’t always make it into the final piece. And that’s what makes it so powerful.

Here we have 30 or so antiques. I say ‘or so’ because I never bother numbering them and tend to lose track. To ward off any claims of false advertising – and to keep the litigious at bay – let that be your warning. On the brighter side, there’s a good load of beautiful things for your peepers to digest.

Money slips through my fingers as if it were sand. One minute I feel quite flush, the next I’m anxiously waiting for the word Approved to flash up on the cashier’s register. That sensation has only grown sharper with the pinch of inflation over the past five years.