Matt Fudge

I planted a tree in 1989 when I was seven. It used to be a small seed in my hand and now its huge and builds air. Its beside a big mountain and since time goes by slower beside big things, its only about 12 years old today.

When I was 11 I stopped listening to my teacher because she was wrong. She said what was in books that I haven't read and she was wrong, until I read it in books..then it was right. That didn't change the fact that she was wrong.

When I was 17 I had to fill out an application for university, I had to pick apart an option out of a book that listed salaries, titles and futures. But instead I wrote in journals, I wrote inside Nuendo and I gave my parents back all the money they had saved from before I planted a tree.

Today I'm building my own inner school and printing my own money. Production is slow, but peaks are stabbing valleys and the blueprints are flowing, sleep is low, joy high. I don't have anyone to blame but me.

I know myself and didnt have to ask anyone else.