A purveyor and greedyguts, where colours are concerned. I love colours! How they flow through my manic pen, how they roar in the storm of my thoughts, how they bloom on sun-baked, on moonlit goods… Welcome to that palette of delights called the island of The Antipodean Adrift. Warning, you may want to keep your Lady Gaga cigarette shades on. Some things, as they say, are better left unread.