At 16, My Father Tore Up My Art School Letter and Threw Me Out. Twelve Years Later, I Was the CEO Holding His Mortgage.

on very little sleep and even less money. I graduated in four years with honors, no debt, and a portfolio that got me hired by a prestigious gallery in San Francisco before I even had my diploma in hand.

Within two years, I’d saved enough to buy a small stake in that gallery. Within five years, I owned it outright. Within eight years, I owned three continue reading …