This story begins with informal fashion
forays, designing my way outta Dodgeand making UAC
(read: wack) choices. Exhausted by pillow-talk,
boxed in by vectors and played by a CAD, I dropped out.
But colour and typeface
and layout and packaging and branding and fashion and music did not. My design
story survived. I sought solace in visual harmony, comfort in creativity and relief in rebellion. I
found it in the books and zines of Perimeter, the voids of Kolumba, House
NA, Grizzly Bear gigs, the gardens of Kanazawa and binging Rick and Morty. The
subject didn’t matter; how it looked and felt did. I was an ambling autodidact. I needed an
outlet for the cognitive catalogue I was curating. Amateur film photography and
working in an architecture studio helped, but it wasn’t enough – I needed design intervention. It came in the form of morsels of graphic
work in that studio—an EDM about reconciliation, a poster for internal comms, a dinner menu, a wellness website. Those morsels tasted good,
and I wanted more. Back to school I went. And this time I found myself in the
There my passion converted into tangible skills allowing me to deploy
the arsenal of references I’ve stockpiled into designs that playfully push boundaries with a composed graphic sensibility. It took a little while, like reading this
bio did. But here I am, finally in your browser. Hi.
 designed and made my school formal dress. topped design technology at newcastle grammar school 2010. commenced bachelor of interior and spatial design at uts 2011—deferred indefinitely. not what you’re thinking. grimshaw architects  graduated shillington college december 2019.