The art curator was getting annoyed, because she had been knocking on the gallery door for a few minutes. She had confirmed and reconfirmed the 3pm visit. We were waiting outside the large red brick house in Fitzroy which was apparently bought for the owner by his parents. Eventually, a 30-ish man in a suit, dripping with Melbourne trendiness, ran down the stairs and opened the door. He was slightly out of breath, but had a calm, welcoming voice. As we looked around his gallery and learnt that he hosted international artists for months at a time, the laughter became apparent. Two laughing female voices could be heard from upstairs. We also noticed that only two buttons of his shirt were fastened, his fly was undone and he was not wearing socks with his shoes. It became apparent that he was reaping all the benefits of being an art patron.
Street art by Space Invader
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