Karen Kelloway

When I hear the word ‘authentic’, I don’t think of a person. I think of a piece of furniture. I think it comes from the fact I grew up in a fifth generation, 100 year-old home littered with antiques that each had its own story. When someone describes another as authentic or lists it as a leadership quality they aspire to embody, I hear an announcer’s voice ─ probably an auctioneer ─ saying something like: “And in this corner we have an Edwardian mahogany partners desk c.1910. Have a seat and feel what authentic feels like.” Like many, I find
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