The articles in this section of the Knowledge Hub I'll tell you stories from my life, including the time we hired a marketing consultant and she called me names on Twitter.
In the summer of 2005 I was twenty five and I was crying so much that my periods stopped.
"How it feels and how it is are not the same thing. And I think you should have a baby."
What happened next? I got called a pushy, money-hungry b*tch on Twitter by someone we'd hired to help us.
Standing there in my nurse costume, I decided to toss my “real artists don’t care about money” shame to the side.
The truth is that we only ever do anything in our own uniquely weird, highly personal way.
I’m going to talk a little bit about what happened to Peter, my father-in-law, in 2018.