Every time you paint, you have to decide if you want it to be just another car or a Bugatti. Same function. But one has prestige.
If an art collector decides to hold a show of his collection at a gallery of his choice, that does not make an artist whose works are included into the show, the collector’s artist, gang or people. Neither does the representation of that artist automatically belongs to that gallery by virtue of the artists work being shown there, beit one or ten.
When you make everyone the cook there’s no one left to complain that the food is bad.
A young woman walks into an accountant’s office and tells him she needs to file her tax returns.
The accountant says, “Before we begin, I’ll need to ask you a few questions.” He gets her name, address etc.
And then asks,”What’s your occupation?”
“I’m a prostitute,” she says.
The accountant is taken aback and says, “That’s too gross. Let’s try to re-phrase that.”
The woman says, “OK, I’m a high-end call girl”.
“No, that still won’t work. Need something more acceptable.”
They both think for a minute; then the woman says, “I’m an elite poultry farmer.”
The accountant asks, “What does poultry farming have to do, with being a prostitute?”
“Well, I raised a thousand cocks last year?”
Accountant: “Brilliant !!! Poultry Farmer it is!!! And agricultural income is tax free!