From the unkept corners of the urban swill

to the pages of  high fashion gloss,

a sensitive new handscript mixes it up

with trademark decisive strokes and offculture detail.

Glimpses of a nomadic tribe,

daubed in an advanced state of happiness

are outlined against a fire breathing pleasureland.

From pizza boxes of Paris

to record sleeves in Reykjavik

via the information super cart track,

his fantasy argot is working its

own brand of social voodoo into

the mindset of the graphic current.

And all the while without shouting

Me! Me! Me!

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sheOne
April 04