A Life Going South

The Origin Story

Shaughn Barholle emerged out of the rural suburbs of Scranton, PA.  A Chinchilla native, Barholle graduated from the Dunmore School or Art with a BS in Child Psychology & Rudimentary Algebraic Postulates.

Shaughn spends his days plotting the revolution and mourning the rise of the Fourth Reich.  “The Barholle Thesis”, for which Shaughn is best known, is that ‘‘good portraiture can quiet the fascist tongue.’  Exploring this thesis, Shaughn can be found on South Street summer weekend nights from 10-1am taking portraiture and smashing platonic ideals.

Communists have no class, and neither does Shaughn Barholle.


In his youth, young Barholle studied flute and banjo at the Moosic Music School in Old Forge.  He quickly learned that a banjo can’t be tuned, and that the ego of a flutist is only skin deep.  Electrified, and highly distorted, Shaughn got on the bus and followed it to its terminal, where he relieved himself in the shared water closet of the local school of art.



Barholle’s time at the Dunmore School of Art led him to meet his first love, Esmerelda.  Young Barholle experimented with various time portals and reality bending aparati.  Shaughn’s ‘Do Avoca’ thesis, and proposed tourism campaign, was roundly rejected in review and Barholle escaped in the dead of night never to return again.



Escaping to Philadelphia, Barholle found a live outlet under an overpass and setup his cardboard box as a makeshift darkroom.  He currently oozes through the streets of Philadelphia at night distilling the vital essences of the city into the highest proof negatives.



Shaughn ultimately succumb to the fate that most mediocre artists face when their art and reality collide.  After a chronic battle, Barholle was felled in 2020 by the most devastating pandemic the world has ever seen, capitalism.