Born to a family of Cornish pirates in a Penzance hospital, TussFace grew up in the small town of Hayle which consisted of 60% water, 30% sand and 10% pubs. Built around an estuary, ('Hayle' is Cornish for estuary which means the Hayle Estuary is actually called the 'Estuary estuary') and being next to the sea with three miles of some of the worlds best beach, it was hard to do anything growing up without getting wet.  It didn't help that I was magnetically attracted to the water and had a childhood reputation for falling into it. The list includes Hayle Millpond, St Georges Walk (Yes I know it's actually called KING Georges Walk but none of us ever called it that for some reason), any sea anywhere, swimming pools I wasn't swimming in, Helston Boating Lake (twice), the Red River, a hundred different puddles, St Erth River and just about anywhere that wasn't land.  It got to the point where my mother carried around a cagoul for me to get changed into.  I think if we could have afforded a wetsuit she would of made me wear one full time.  Unfortunately we couldn't, so I spent half of my childhood naked underneath a semi-waterproof anorak.

Teenage and youth years are probably best not spoken of here, mainly consisting of what teenagers are usually found doing along with added bonuses such as fighting Russian fishermen in notorious pubs, fighting at beach parties and spending far too much time in Cornwall's most notorious nightclub. Paul Gauguin would of been proud. 

Amazingly I'm still alive and referring to myself in the third person.  I've been an artist for my entire life using everything from watercolour and acrylics to pen, ink and digital.  I now have a preference for digital, mainly because for me it feels like the modern version of writing on the sole of your slipper with a biro. (Half Man Half Biscuit should change the lyrics of 'The Best Things In Life' to 'There is nothing better in life than writing on the sole of your slipper with a biro apart from drawing on the glass of a high end tablet with its associated pen on a Saturday night instead of going to the pub.'). They probably won't.

Anyway, that's enough waffle for now. Go and buy something to support a genuine Cornish business.


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