junkyart studio tells the stories of my few fragile braincells, trapped inside this late capitalistic hellscape.

you’re reading a grimoire, painstakingly built by the hand of my endentured other.

if art falls in the woods, does it make a sound? as they tell me, such things should be shared.

as alice herself intended.

• my blog page is here. i blog about stuff.
• my Work page exists here.
• my now page AKA the classifieds.
• my snailmail page for free cable.