At the tender age of three I was bought to work as a courier for a Columbian drug cartel. When I turned twelve I was on a ‘delivery’ to England where i manage to sneak into a crate of ‘Vegimite’ being shipped back to Australia (aparently the english couldn’t think of a way to put it in a sauasage without it being really really gross). Once I arrived in Australia I found my way into the tropical rainforests of Queensland where I lived in a little village for a number of peaceful years. However evetually we were kicked out and the rainforest cut down to build a koala refuge. This is all a load of fiction but would be pretty cool if it were true.
I would tell you my life’s story but frankly it’s long and arduous (trust me I lived it!) that’s not to say it’s been bad…just interesting and eventful. People say I’m ‘weird’ but I like to think of myself as an odd-ball with a funny way of looking at life and all it encompasses and/or excludes. And i believe that is where my art comes from =D