French eschews all things fangled and bright. He prefers things simple- like tea, metal, skateboarding (inclusive of the destruction that comes with it), and drawing . He favours things that are less; like darkness (the absence of light) or the way he travels (without luggage). Where he contradicts this is on the drawing table. Excruciating amounts of detail and time are applied to an idea. French heads a new blood line in a tradition of sub-cultural aesthetics.