Being (very nearly) 7 years old when star wars arrived in my local cinema i have a severe case of arrested development making me a forty year old child. (sound familiar anyone?) A certified failed musician and artist i scrape a living building green oak houses, barns and bridges for people with more money than sense and dream of the day i can get back to my failed careers (or become an astronaut).
Painting and modifiying star wars buckets, scratch building robots, art, songwriting, avoiding TV