Photograph Compliments of Annie Spratt In the dimly lit corners of the art world, a dangerous notion lingers. A whisper that suggests one’s muse is found at the bottom of a bottle or within the fine lines of illicit powder. As I’ve journeyed through this world, I’ve encountered artists who’ve embraced this belief, thinking that…
There are always choices. Some of those choices may not seem too good, but they are always there. A close relative of mine has chosen to live on the streets. I wont even pretend to understand her decision.