What are some things that consistently influence your work?
My childhood influences my work a lot. My fondest memories are as a child. No worries, no problems, just lots of fun and smiles. I recycle the happy times in my work, and my childhood happens to have a lot of them. I like to laugh and joke around and not take things too seriously. I think my work is a pretty good representation of myself and my personality.
Detail your ideal/favourite day.
It would start with a sleep-in of course. I'd remain dressed head to toe in snug attire for the duration of the day, some sort of looney tunes garment would grace my shoulder blades.
My confidants would bless me with their presence—a prerequisite to any good day. Practical jokes and ramblings of utter nonsense would be in abundance. Hoops would be half-heartedly shot. Delicious food inhaled. Life's issues, which we know little about, would be passionately debated. Implausible and outlandish scenarios would be presented and over analysed in fullest of depth. Tempers would flare over Playstation duels which would escalate into a board game Royale. A true and honourable battle of wit. Taunting, cheating and under the table dealings would decide the victor. Excessive boasting would make losers sore. Laughs shared over a post-game meal would rebuild burnt bridges. And whatever else the crew wants to do I'm down.
I love that your studio and surroundings always seem to be such a graphic amalgamation of you and your work. What are some of your favourite things in your space?
Why thank you. When I was about 9 I entered a competition on the back of a violet crumble wrapper. It was my Mums wrapper. I don't eat violet crumbles. Violet crumbles. Violet crumbles. Violet crumbles. Violet crumbles sound funny with an 's'.
I can't remember what the competition question was exactly but it was one of those "in 25 words or less..." kind of things. Turns out I won. Prepubescent Nathan was like half leprechaun. Never really seemed to lose a competition. Not too sure if leprechauns win a lot of competitions but I figured they're Irish so they're pretty lucky. They're also magical. Anyway, guess what the prize was? A giant. Illuminated. Spider-man bust.
Who gives out giant illuminated busts these days. No one does that anymore. The 90's were just a better time to be alive. How can I not love my childhood?