“Don’t explain your philosophy. Embody it.” Epictetus
HVY is my rocket-fueled escape pod—part analog grit, part digital blade—slicing through the noise in a style I call “analog futurism.” It’s not a brand; it’s a survival tactic. A mutant blend of hand-scrawled 80s skate graphics and sleek, hyper-rendered tech dreams. For two decades I’ve zigzagged across the globe—installing art, chasing stories, and gathering strange energy from beautiful freaks. Born in STL, resident of SoCal, I soaked up the DIY chaos and fused it with machine logic, creating work that’s loud, raw, and oddly precise. I pioneered interactive street murals over a decade ago and still throw up massive public beasts, while dropping 1-of-1 digital relics for private collectors. But under all of it is a war—analog vs. digital, flesh vs. code, chaos vs. control. HVY is how I make sense of it all. How I stay balanced while the world tilts.
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