Welcome to my lil’ slice of the internet
Something here must have resonated with you on some level to make you want to dig deeper.
If you’re anything like me you fill your head everyday with new information. Hopefully intentionally.
Images and music that resonate with you, subjects that fuel the hunger to consume and create more art and music – and all that you love.
Your head, completely bombarded by all this fascinating thought, needs somewhere to explode.
This space is the result of many, many, explosions.
As you will discover, I am an explorer, an alchemist; mixing methods, mediums and matter.
I love art, music, history, mythology, symbology and Nature. I will also fall into spirituality, science and many more subjects that inadvertently connect to any of the prior.
You could say my personal life is a rather messed up concoction resulting from all of the above. Always a lil’ bit different, always standing out, never quite what you’d expect yet somehow familiar… well at least this is what I’ve been told.
I primarily make art for myself.
To me, art is a kind of therapy, a brainstorm of feelings one needs to expel. A habitual experiment, molded by external experiences.
Doesn’t everybody?
Also when I learn, I make art… it translates it into another language that locks that information forever within it. I suppose that’s a little like The Hierophant, learning by sharing, to learn what you’re teaching. Throughout the ages, illustration has been the language of human belief systems.
I wish to follow with the same tradition.
In any case it’s taken a long time to decide to truly open the book and actually share the all instead of just posting images to look at.
This is also why my art is always moving through phases of metamorphosis, changing.
You are after all what you learn.
The biggest precursor to this change in my point of view would be the 6 years I dedicated to a dark arts and culture magazine named Nocturne. A wild ride of experiences and situations that made me realise I could manifest anything if I wanted it hard enough.
I put my art on the back of the bus and sold myself to the industry. By the time it was all over, I was so confused about who it was that was actually trying to drive this sack of flesh, that I had to rediscover myself. I feel confident that the time is right.
I will open the door. May you enter.
