To mark the opening of his performance piece Fat Blokes, British performance artist Scottee explains why he’s fat-igued with body shaming
I grew up in Kentish Town in North London, now the house of bouji 20-somethings hooked on kombucha. Back then, within the early noughties, it was the fifteenth most deprived area of the country, with child poverty at 40.3%. I used to be certainly one of those kids. I grew up poor and in social housing. I used to be the kid and grandchild of Irish migrants who consequently of poverty, social exclusion and trauma lived with tricky relationships with food, booze and medicines. I adopted a few of their addictions and...
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