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How I was stitched up by the Royal Academy

The Royal Academy, a witch-hunt and me

10 July 2021

9:00 AM

10 July 2021

9:00 AM

Recently I found myself cancelled by the Royal Academy. It was a strange affair, and this is how it happened.

I’m an artist who makes a living out of creating intricate hand-embroidered portraits and flowers. I was working in my garden one afternoon last month when a glance at Instagram took me aback.

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