About

13th April 1996 – I was born with one of my tiny fists clenched around a mysterious object. The doctors and nurses huddled around me and prised my little sausage fingers apart. It was a fully formed, high quality, 7B sketching pencil.

For some reason I wouldn’t let them take it. It was mine.

Please feel free to contact me, I’m currently undertaking my Second Year of my Fine Art BA at Loughborough School of the Arts, Loughborough University.

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