I feel like I’ve always existed on the edge. I’ve always just been a get my head down and work person. I’ve never worked with anyone big. The times I’ve had opportunities to, I’ve immediately not liked the lack of control.
In 2012 I did a little local show in Brighton and people really liked it. So I just carried on with the skeletons. I’d done masses and masses before that no one gave a shit about and that was the first time I was like, oh, fucking hell, people like me. I’m on to something, I want to keep doing this.

The few years, I hit a bit of a rhythm. Showing the full process of how I work on Instagram worked quite well. I got really obsessed with making those videos, to the point I was probably spending longer making a video than the work.

Having an ultra-obsessive brain, I just got completely fucking obsessed with that aspect of it. I spend a lot of time staring at my phone, trying to pull exact things into timing and then screaming when it doesn’t work.
I think social media is a double-edged sword. If you just put a little bit of effort in, you can reach fucking millions of people, you’ve never been able to do that before. But then you get the flip side, I think it probably has changed the way people view art.
I wanted to be a rock star when I was younger. I was in bands, and I got deported. I didn’t have a working visa, got caught at Detroit airport, and I got blacklisted from America for 10 years, which is up now but I know I won’t have a good time if I go there. So I need to go to the embassy.