who and why, and when and where, and why and who?

A young man with short hair, a nose piercing, and earrings, wearing a black cap with a circular emblem and a green and white jersey with red text, sitting against a dark background.

eternally curious, and master of none.

why do you think anybody would want to read this?

no idea.
that's not really the point.

For as long as I can remember, my brain has been crammed with creative ideas. Some good, some terrible. Neurodivergence can be as much a blessing as it can be a curse, but when it comes to art, I think it’ll always remain an asset. Trying to organise it all? Therein lies the crux.

In the brainbow, I try to organise the mess of things I’ve done: pieces of writing — lyrics, notes to myself, short essays or poetry-like blurbs under pen, but also photography, both analogue and, more recently, digital with my trusty Fujifilm X100VI under lens. And, with some newfound courage, my shitty doodles, designed more to soothe my overdriven brain than to show any true craftsmanship, right down on paper.

I’ve sold prints before, so feel free to reach out if you want to enquire about one, or if you just fancy a chit-chat. I’ve been told I’m pretty good at those too.

xx

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