Hop started as a coffee shop in Sheffield. It was small, a bit chaotic, the door never quite shut, and it meant a lot to me. Eventually, I handed the keys over to an eager seven year old, and walked away, happy and free(ish).

After that, I tried to start something new. Different name. Different concept. Different version of myself I could send into the world and feel “grown”.

I didn’t succeed, none of the new names fit.

So Hop is this now.

An online studio. A collection of projects. Writing. Experiments. Collaborations.

It’s different. So am I. You probably are too. But our roots are the same. I’m still slinging silly little treats, I’m still chatting with my people, I’m still over-caffeinated.

Things evolve. People evolve.
You don’t have to change your name every fucking time.

Hop continues.
And so do I.