Fuck that.
Here's the line, and it'll be my opening gambit from now on.
I've been doing this shit since I was a kid.
Cardiff. Independent. No label, no gallery, no institution, no permission.
Decades of music, fiction, photography, visual art, multimedia research, zines, street art, and transmedia world-building. Trademarked. Archived. Published. Documented.
I use every tool available to me. Always have. I'll continue to do so and be an early adopter.
Cameras, synthesisers, code, AI, analogue, digital, hybrid, whatever the work requires. If your hardware ships with AI presets and you've never lost sleep over it, don't come to me with a pitchfork. I'm not interested.
I'm not going to film my workflow for your benefit. I am not going to explain my process to strangers with nothing invested and nothing at risk. I am not going to perform innocence for people who've already decided. That game ends here.
If an algorithm, a free web tool, or a mob consensus decides my work looks too clean, too consistent, too skilled to be human — that's their problem. I know what I made. I know when I made it. So does the archive.
I'm an aging, disabled, working-class bloke from Cardiff who's spent a lifetime watching institutions, movements, and platforms betray the people they claimed to serve. I turned my back on every one of them when they earned it. I'll do it again without ceremony.
The communities and platforms that harbour cowards and bullies can keep them. I'm not fighting for space in rooms built for someone else.
I built my own.
The work exists. The Hollow Circuit exists. The Veylon Protocol exists. Athens happened. The book launched from the shadow of the Acropolis on St David's Day 2026.
None of that needs anybody's validation to be real.
There is a silent majority out here — artists, writers, musicians, developers — just getting on with it, finding their people, making their work without asking permission. That's my community. That's always been my community.
If you're looking for a gotcha, you're in the wrong place.
Go find someone who needs your approval.
I don't.
