WILL ELLIOTT’S wardrobe conceals a drawing. It’s a piece that the founder of Elliott Fine Art would rather not sell, but it hasn’t been stashed away to hide it from eager collectors. It’s there to avoid matrimonial discord.
A job hazard of being a dealer, admits Mr Elliott, is that you come across too many artworks you love: ‘I’m quite early in my career, so there’s always the feeling that I need to sell everything to keep moving, but, often, you buy a work, you research it, you live with it and you develop a real emotional attachment to it.’ He confesses there are many he still wishes he had, but none tugged at his heartstrings as much as the drawing that’s now in his wardrobe: ‘It’s not necessarily worth a huge sum—it’s simply something that really speaks to me. It’s by an artist the market, but fell in love with it.’
