then the man she left it for kept her dependent on an allowance from him, and even though his death could have made her rich again, she had rejected

To a hungry artist there was no greater gift in the world than freedom and means.

If Frick was the dick he sounded like, it made her furious to think of how his money shaped the market and perceptions of art in his own time. And still

Estelle told her the story of how she’d waited until Antony had gone away with his family to Palermo for a fortnight then took a jar of emergency cash she had literally buried in their back garden, went to a woman in Koreatown and had her tubes tied in secret.

Men always thought women cost them money, but really women were saving them money all the time.

It felt to Lally as if she were being presented to the painting rather than the other way around.

You just had to ask yourself, is this a deviation from the vision?

All the so-called ‘estate sales’ that were eighty per cent second-hand furniture superstore trash.

They’d had the gall to tell her it would be ‘great exposure’ for Gallery Lally. On top of their insulting presumptuousness