Welcome

Hey there, and thanks for stopping by. This place is for everyone — collectors, wanderers, the curious, and anyone who just needed somewhere to land for a minute.

The Underground Snob has a longer name — S.N.O.B., Studio · North · Of · Bohemia — a bit of wordplay I've never been able to resist. It started during my years owning a small picture frame shop in West Palm Beach, Florida, and it's been finding its shape ever since.

I've been making art since I was a kid. Not because I chose it — more because it chose me. Over the years the mediums have changed: oil, acrylic, watercolour, mixed media, drawing, photography. The work is all over the place, and I've made peace with that. Some of it carries weight. A lot of it is strange and funny and a little absurd. I believe there's room for all of it, and I hope you do too.

During my time at the shop I met a man named Charlie Johnson — a homeless veteran who'd occasionally do some work for me. We got to know each other the way veterans do. Charlie would ask if I had paper, markers, pens. I always did. He'd disappear for a while and come back with these beautiful drawings — raw, honest, alive. I bought two of them. The smile on his face said more than I could. I've never forgotten it.

None of this would be what it is without Deirdre — my sunshine, the person who lights up every room she walks into and has been with me every step of the way, building The Underground Snob from the ground up.

I'm glad you're here. Look around, take your time.

Much love and peace,
David