The atavistic monstrosistic metaphystic mephistic mystic schtick… accumulation. Years of sensory overload - films, music, books, graphic novels, tattoos, photographs, paintings and the sewage-treatment plant that is the internet. Invariably, the images are symbolic compositions that represent a process of self-medication or therapy. Hours hunched over the paper with a micro-point ink pen are tunc absens animo.
It is hardly a conscious process, more often just sporadic flickers: unexpected while grappling with ‘-isms’, floating in light, getting galactic on the great plains of planes. They’re the product of too much time in books about the vastness, of trying to see all from the nearest cosmic neighbour, warping along the undulation of ambient dub, heavy-psych and vacuum-cleaner recordings…
