I was born with ginger hair. At the age of eleven, I almost cut my arm off. I was a grunge fan hidden amongst a society devoted to Britpop. Despite these disadvantages, I grew into a fine young man with a talent for art. Lost the hair, though.

Now I'm a freelance illustrator and designer, working on all manner of cool stuff for bands, venues, publishers and other ace people.

One day, I would like a pug. And a robot.