Every time I visit Margate and see the water and feel the salty wind against my face, I relax. My jaw releases, my shoulders drop and I feel at home. It’s strange that I have fallen in love with this British beach town. If someone would have told me I would have ended up there, I might have been confused and laughed. I had never even heard of Margate before I started working with Carl Freedman Gallery… I didn’t really even love the UK! Margate is about an hour and a half train ride down east of London in Kent. This seaside town, over the decades, was visited by upper-class aristocracy in the 1800s by renowned artists like J.M.W. Turner.…