I am an ex-New Yorker, ex-Californian living in Rotterdam and Paris. I was born in Virginia south of the Mason-Dixon, and inside the Beltway. I was happy enough child, I rode my BMX and crapped in the woods. Then I moved away and had to make do in the false and boring world of adults. Now I glower and curse and make stealth art.
I am busy mostly in my head re-assembling scraps and trash. I make small drawings and lousy publicatons. I walk and sometimes write, but mostly I listen – with my head cocked to the side as if I could actually hear the city crumble grain by grain.
A FEW WORDS: (that I think about often)