Sophie Spencer

On the 22nd of May—after the sun had gone down, the stars had begun to shimmer, and the air had turned crisp—hundreds of people found themselves treading up stairs to pack into Wellington Cathedral of St Paul. Inside, warm lights illuminated at ankle height against the light grey tiles, and wooden chairs carved a long runway down the length of the cathedral. In the centre of the runway stood a cross, commanding the audience’s attention to its presence. The event in question was House of the...

An essay on the evolving landscape, By Sophie Spencer Historically, women’s desire and capability to produce art has not been taken...