A Place Called Providence

We share an office in Providence Place. We co-work. We sit around a big round table in a light and airy top floor studio upstairs from a hardware store in a grungy but upcoming bit of Brighton just off the London Road next to St. Bartholomew’s church. Ivan made that table. We share with some designers in the next offices. Downstairs radical leaflet distributors, SWAT. Next door T-shirt punks BDI. Pavement level, Ransomes. Everything you could ever need is in the building. Usually.