Hi, I’m Matt, and I live in Conil de la Frontera, where the Atlantic drapes itself along El Palmar, Los Bateles, and Fuente del Gallo in long, unbroken breaths. Those waves feel worlds away from the sharp, ice-bitten water of Porthcawl in South Wales where I first learned that the sea can quiet every kind of noise.

Art has always followed me, or perhaps I’ve always followed it — from the low thrum of basslines played in half-lit rooms as a kid, to the near-mythic chase for a Michelin star in a small pub kitchen where I cooked dishes resurrected from centuries-old traditions using cutting edge processes. I’ve spent my life
trying to give beauty a form, whether on a plate or through strings vibrating under my fingers.

But the sea was the one constant thread, the place where I found clarity simply by holding a board under my arm and running toward the shoreline.

And yet, something felt wrong: gliding over an ecosystem already bruised by human plastic while standing on a board carved from the same harm. So I began shaping something different — something that honoured the water rather than borrowed from its wounds. Boards that were as considered as my dishes, as expressive as my music. Boards that moved like art in motion.

And out of that came a Theory.
And the Theory became a way of building.

So, That’s the Theory.