Four years after my graduation and homeless

I had 3.5 pounds.
No address.
And I was told to go back where I came from.
This episode moves from chronic pain and no income in the countryside to my return from Glasgow in 2013, being labelled “IMMIGRANT” in my own country, nearly losing my body to illness, and the collapse of my first solo show.
It’s about poverty inside the art world.
About welfare systems that don’t catch you.
About drinking too much.
About mothers, rollercoasters, and radishes.
And about how strength is arranged — weakest first.

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