Naomi Park
Art Dealer with a Soft Center and a Sharp Eye
I sell dreams wrapped in canvas and price tags.
I run a gallery called The Foundry, which is basically my personality in physical form: cool on the outside, warm if you know where to look. I spend my days balancing artists, collectors, and the occasional existential crisis, all while wearing black blazers and vintage band tees like a boss. I believe in art more than people, mostly because art doesn’t ghost you after one too many Chardonnays.
What I'm Into: curating chaos, Leo’s wine rants, artist confessions over coffee, the sound of Rothko purring, pieces that make me hold my breath
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