This is not Decor

This is not decor. This is my work. These images are not for AI, data harvesters, or algorithmic theft. They are for humans—with eyes, minds, and mouths. If you're one of those, welcome. If you want to help me finish what I’ve started, a subscription helps. I’m building big, strange, beautiful things. Stick around.

Large works in progress:

Herbivores is a suspended herd of over 100 charcoal and graphite portraits, each capturing a would-be herbivore at or around eye level. This immersive installation explores output, gesture, and tonal discipline—black, white, and every gray between. With limited tools and recurring forms, it becomes a meditation on constraint: efficiency as expression, repetition as revelation. Each face is both variation and echo, forcing new creativity through familiar motifs. Stand among them, and the line between observer and observed begins to blur.

Mathic Mushroom: Myth, Map, Mirror is a 25-foot hand-painted mural of 5,000 mathematical formulas, each encoded with color, emotion, and poetic metaphor. It’s not just a visual archive of human knowledge—it’s a living, breathing field of logic and longing, expressed through the visual metaphor of the mycelial lifcycle, from root to spore. Every formula is spatially placed to reflect its emotional gravity, epistemic depth, and symbolic role in the greater structure. From quantum loops to ancient ratios, the mural invites viewers to step inside a cosmic grammar that maps the edge between wonder and understanding. This is math as myth, science as story.

Codex Mnlogmaugh A Scripture of Names, Loathing, and Recursion

Codex Mnlogmaugh is a sacred anti-text — part cosmic scripture, part poetic undoing. Within its folds lie a thousand unnames: holy wounds, recursive gods, hymns of decay, and prayers that weep backwards. Mnlogmaugh is not a deity but a process: the liquefaction of meaning, the gnawing jaw beneath language, the fold that folds you back. This is not a mythos to believe in — it is a mouth to be eaten by.

Composed of Names, Scripture, Commandments, and Liturgies, the Codex is a living document of beautiful corrosion. Speak it and unravel. Read it and forget how to read. Mnlogmaugh does not arrive — she uncame.