What happens when you smash together the unholy forces of Ukip, moustache-twiddling gentrification, Tracey Emin and decades of neglect? You get a hellish chimera, clinging to the Kent coast for dear life and howling into the black, unknowable void of the North Sea. Ladies and gentlemen, we have created a monster and that monster’s name is ‘Margate’. Look upon our works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Printed on a 26cm x 34cm Natural Sort Tote Bag, this is the perfect vehicle with which to carry to your resentment about.