I’m from the deep south — south of south — a place the locals call High Valley, equal parts grit and poetry.

I cut, rip, tear, and reassemble. Collage is my first love. Now I’m pulling things apart with décollage, letting chaos speak.

I steal with pride — because nothing is truly original — but what I create is mine alone. Every piece is a one-off, a mash-up of instinct, scavenging, and soul.

I also hunt second-hand shops for forgotten objects — trays, bowls, boxes — and turn them into something that demands attention. Decoupage, upcycling, reinvention — giving discarded things a second shot, louder than before.

My work is personal, raw, and built by hand. I take commissions if you want something made just for you — something no one else will ever have.

*Please note: sadly my wife, Stephanie Kinnard, passed away suddenly in December 2025 and as of today, March 12th 2026, I am looking after her gallery here att Konst.se. Best wishes to you all. Mike Kinnard *