Some people believe creativity requires freedom of expression.

Other believe production requires social control and de-centralisation of identity.

There will always be a group of individuals who will respond to their creative impulse despite their surroundings and means.

To some, the creative impulse manifests as an act of integrity and resistance, constantly bringing about social justice.

To others, these are simply acts of rebellion.

On returning to full-time education as a mature student, I responded full of enthusiasm to everything.This enthusiasm languished as time went by and the reality of the education system with all its constraints became apparent. Creativity without enthusiasm felt like dipping teabags into cold tap water and calling it tea. In some cases it felt like there was no water at all but still an expectation of producing the cup of tea at the end of each term. We must’ve been mad to have thought there was good in coming to art college. We wondered where our extortionate fees were going, we wondered whether the gods even cared for our offerings. We wondered if we weren’t the ones that were mad.

And so began our act of radical love and the quest for the perfect conditions for the perfect teas, Tetley teabag to Oolong loose leaf, ground matcha to Kashmiri pink chai.

“Take some more tea,” the March hare said to Alice, very earnestly. “I’ve had nothing yet.” Alice replied in an offended tone, ” so I can’t take more.” You mean you can’t take less,” said the Hatter:”it’s very easy to take less than nothing.”