About

I cut my teeth on dusty punk rock records, cheap bourbon, and Bocephus. A heavy dose of hard living in my early twenties set me on the straight and narrow for a few years, after which I severed myself from a successful career and any semblance of The American Dream with a rusty Buck knife. I joined up with a self-professed “Junkyard Gypsy Jazz” trio, and have been hitting the road with them since. I primarily make analog collages inspired by all of those 80’s hardcore bands, but stray from the path from time to time. I like to stay prolific on the road and attempt to eat from a sold piece here or there. Thanks for giving me your time. – Tyler, Peripatetic Art