I feel immensely privileged and blessed to have grown up in the artistic environment in which I grew up. Growing up in a world of art was my world, it is the world I always knew and I can’t imagine how my life would have turned out if I had grown up in a different world. My mother always proudly recounts the story of taking me to The Tate when I was a young toddler, and how I immediately pointed to the corner of Matisse’s infamous collage and cried ‘snail’. She tells me that