After the dizzy heights of University and a stint as a Manufacturing Quality Engineer, Stef fell into a vat of code and has not surfaced since. Some say he has become code and, should he be sliced across the middle, would ooze 1s and 0s.
Although he prefers the company of real people to machines, he has resigned himself to the fact that his brain is part cyborg and his calling is to enslave bits and bytes in a desperate bid for digital supremacy. Photoshop fears him. PHP is his mistress.
From synth head to sound engineer via musician and wannabe author, he is now thoroughly enjoying flexing his virtual muscles on team John Smith.
And yes, those are my son’s Spiderman shades.