Lyssa James
Born in Philadelphia, raised online. Lyssa grew up on message boards in the early 2000’s. There, she learned to code, learned to write, and learned to network. She was first introduced to Photoshop through a cracked version she’d found on The Pirate Bay, which she only mentions now that the statute of limitations has passed.
Her teens were spent at punk shows in basements and dive bars. She fondly remembers watching a man chew through a light bulb on stage, and while she can’t say exactly how, this incident made him the person she is today.
Lyssa forges art out of rot and neon. She weaves fiction from heartbreak and adderall. She aspires to someday haunt a house, but she’d settle for an apartment in this economy.