I am, I like to think, a bat of a certain dubious quality, often dazed when not taken by sudden fits of passion, and by far the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood on ceiling bords. I'm a Homosexual Libertine degenerate and at bleeding romantic, when the mood takes me at any rate,
which reflects in Most of my work, a grand cut of wich never sees daylight, so my gallery will most likely be a bit bare at all times.
i enjoy drawing, painting studying the classics, dressing like a history obsessed prat (which I wary much am, thank you) and smoking more tobacco than what are good for most, excerpt for me of cause.

My art focuses on the classical styles, such as mannerism, baroque and the old german romantics. often is it based on existing works by the old masters, from whome i shamelessly rip many a composition. but as my old art teacher once told me: "the bests artists steals with fingers and toes."
highly stylized i have no intention to present my work as realistic, hench the vritters. I did fables, Cynocephaly and other such grotesques long before i realised that I was a fur hugger, which too might be the reason i struggle with making my critters sexy rather than, well... creepy.

if by this junction you have taken the time to peruse my humble gallery, you will have noticed thet i allways endow my drawings with a year and a place. having taken an intrest in art and history, and being well travelled to boot, i somehow consider myself an European before an Englishman (thanks for that Boris, you massive c*nt) and as so i seek to spred the various stories out a bit. As I am a poor philosopher I always seek to tell a story with my work instead (and let us face that this is more a place for the bawdy and licentious rather than deep thoughts), be it tragic or amusing I always seek to lend it an air of lightheartedness to stave off the worst melodrama. Granted, not always successfully so. But at least there is pricks.

And as i trust you have discoveret by now im utterly blind to the laws of grammar, so pray don't.