STUDIO

The studio resides in the mountains of rural British Columbia, perched beside the Fraser River like some secret little outpost. The CP and CN trains roar past day and night, shaking the walls just enough to remind me I’m still in this dimension. Out here, time feels kind of bendy, and the ink seems to have a mind of its own.

I grew up the son of a librarian, so books were basically my first ecosystem. Paper, glue, old covers, dusty stories. Those were my childhood toys. It makes perfect sense that I fell into making zines and book-art like it was some kind of cosmic duty.

My background is a mix of screen printing, printmaking, and wandering through creative rabbit holes I probably shouldn’t have entered. I work at my own strange pace, guided by half-formed ideas, random sketches, and whatever the railway is humming to me that evening. I keep a low profile mostly because anonymity feels easier and because explaining any of this shit to strangers would be exhausting.

I make this stuff because something in me starts buzzing if I don’t. If other people vibe with it, trip out on it, or just think, “Huh… neat,” then that’s just a bonus.