2015 was a brutal year. That makes for some good art, so I’m not complaining. Wouldn’t change a thing. Learnt some hair raising lessons, still processing.
I finally have a real studio. A space for me and the inside of my head. Thanks to the help of some really amazing women, we built an amazing space and we’re not done yet. The Storehouse is the creative baby of a remarkable woman and we have some big plan for 2016.
This is the year of creative exploration, more front, more push, more mistakes and far less apologetic than ever before.
No fucks given.
Permanent marker, because I’m a permanent maker.