I grew up lower-middle class on the outskirts of Copenhagen. Anywhere outside of Scandinavia, the socioeconomic label would probably have been ‘poor’, but Danish safety nets and support systems did their best to suspend the facts and offer better.
I’ve waited two years to write this story.
I liked to draw as a kid, as all kids do. And somehow people seemed to like my drawings better, and everyone would aww and coo when I told them I’d like to become an artist when I grew up.
Then school and TV formed a large part of my life, and along with the cartoons, I’d…