Part-time marine biologist exploring the relationship between fake beards and boating shoes in pirate films of the post-Spielberg era.
Influenced by 90s skateboarding and neo-dadaist anti-social behavior.
Synthesizing the poetry of football hooliganism in Newtonian apple juice, distilling art until the cow goes “moo”.
Fascinated by the unrelenting classicism of fruits shaped like genitalia and its radical influence on northern French cook books.
As the beans are spilt onto the lap of angels and confusion reins among those who get to eat the last broken sausage, only one’s critical questioning of the nature of this banana is the key to hope and superhuman transcendence, bro.