I am a poet.

I’m in pursuit of the mysteries of language, consciousness, magick and romance. My experiments appear as objects and relics, limited edition books, flicks, physical installations and performance.

(If you’re looking for me as a Creative Director then go here.)

The strangely most punk poet’ says mü magazine, ‘a remarkable self-driven creator, working outside the usual-suspect groups, with an enormous investment of time and talent’ says Sphinx Review, ‘he is so obviously special’ says Sir Tim Smit, founder of Eden Project. I am actively seeking publishing and artistic representation and I do request someone to come forward.

After I left the English West Mid Lands village of my childhood – a hedged-in place comfortable with crop circles, crumbling churches and darkness behind cottage doors – they dug up an old field and discovered Europe’s largest hoard of Anglo-Saxon treasure. I have to accept this as a metaphor. I was conceived in Christine Keeler’s London bedroom – she was the beautiful at the centre of a scandal which almost brought down the British Government.