I seem to do this every few months. I have a sudden urge to blog about everything and anything - then I seem to forget about it all together. It's now March, and I haven't blogged since October. I think that's pretty dire.
I'm a product of a post-industrial seaside town, theme parks and New Jack Swing. I like to position myself in the space between all three. I am, but do not limit myself to being; a designer, an artist, a writer, a critic, a curator, a man.
This is an ever-constructing space.