That home feeling
Back when Natasha Ovely was living in Berlin, she labelled a coin jar on top of her fridge “Starving Artists Fund”. “Being a former art-school kid, everybody knows what it’s like: you put all your money into your materials and feel like you’re just throwing it into a black hole and nothing is coming out,” she says with a laugh over a flat white at The Store in Britomart.
The cash collected would finance cups
