My name is Helen Trevillion, and I am a creatress of sorts. I am a singer, a songwriter, a composer, a producer, a poet, or an artist when the mood strikes me and something resembling talent magically appears from my murky depths. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. When I am creating, I feel too big for this body and when I'm producing nothing I feel far, far too small for this world.
I like to play with synthesisers and make pretty noises and magical soundscapes, and play tinkly faerie tunes on the piano and rich violin harmonies.
I work on my music on my own. I perform all the live parts myself (unless otherwise stated! I've collaborated a few times on remixes) and just multitrack everything like crazy. MIDI programming and audio recording happens in my bedroom, with Reason, Adobe Audition and a Sennheiser dynamic vocal mic.
Sometimes I dabble in other creative pursuits, but I would never claim them as my passions. They are just things I like to do to pass the time. I don't (or can't?) expose much of myself through pencil and paper, but I doodle a lot and draw cute little pictures, or make things out of bits of paper and cardboard, and that makes me happy. I write, sometimes, but I never finish what I start. I am a completely undisciplined imagimagician. It is dire. I wish I were better at a lot of things. I wish I were less lazy. ;) I plan glamourbomb trails which I never execute. I write song lyrics that never get used. (Perhaps one day all of these loose ends will tie up and make a wonderful tapestry?)
I like classical mythology, horror movies, and twisted, dark fairytales. I appreciate stories that don't leave out the darker shades of human nature, and aren't afraid to explore those depths.
I have one very small, very furry minion called Rosalie ---->
She doesn't take her job as a minion very seriously, preferring instead to spend her days sleeping, eating, and running in a wheel. But she gets cute points. For being cute. Of course.