Little archival documentation, rare interviews and virtually no CV exists. *P*R*P* has thrived on gossip, rumor and tall stories. Many tales have been told to how it all began for this so called maestro of mediocrity.One story has it that *P*R*P* was raised on the harsh Alaskan tundra by a pack of savage and ruthless wolves, running nude with the pack, feeding and suckling on a mixed diet of regurgitated caribou and warm wolves milk. Another of the many fantastic whisper's circulating about this smoke & mirrors customer was that, *P*R*P* occupied a position as a naval surgeon, employed by the British Royal Navy, during the British colonial or expansion-invasion of the 1700's. They say *P*R*P* was a surgical virtuoso with the knife, hatchet and hack saw. A so called cut and sew sorcerer, not fearful of rolling the sleeves up and getting on
with saving the lives of men on the high seas. In cramped, damp and dark conditions, *P*R*P* toiled in the endless miasma of brine, blood and gore, Yet all these accounts are unsubstantiated reports. One thing is certain *P*R*P* has an eclectic dribble of artistic work. An output corrupted and influenced by popular culture, art; high & low, literature, music, surfing and puerile adolescent humor.
From this day forth this blog will be dedicated to those things mentioned.
