Magic Beans & The Myth of Artistic Poverty

Poverty paralyses art. It doesn’t inspire. It murders. For twenty months, while my life was fat with “material” (running away from domestic abuse with a freshly-two year-old), it was thin on cash. As the months went by, the rent went up, the flexible hours vanished and the hope of ever getting a mortgage and stableContinue reading “Magic Beans & The Myth of Artistic Poverty”