My story
When I was four years old, I asked my dad to draw me a picture of Superman. He failed. Miserably. So I drew it for him. Ever since then, when drawing needed to get done, I was the one doing it. Logos, murals, backdrops, comic strips, flyers, posters, storyboards, character design and more.
I knew I had ‘made it’ one day in college while out hanging up flyers for a local band. A guy stopped me and wanted a fresh one, before it was taped to a kiosk or stapled to a phone pole. I gave him a couple and he thanked me, “I collect this guy’s stuff.” he said. He never knew that I was the artist, nor that I made more money getting paid to hang the flyers than I did drawing them.
After a B.F.A., a move to Colorado, several cool film festivals, a few punk rock bands, and a wife and kid, I now spend my days in the studio drawing crazy pictures, or as I like to call them, “Postcards from the Other Side.” Why? Because they need to be drawn, and If I don’t draw them, who will?!?
My art
Some artists approach a project with an idea, or an inspiration. Others with a plan or a process. I approach every piece of art with a feeling. Maybe it’s a gesture, maybe it’s song, or maybe it’s a smudge on the paper from those super hot Funyons. And when the feeling hits, the chase is on. And once I find it, I push it beyond acceptable, beyond exceptional, until I can feel it from across the room. In the dark. While passed out in a clown suit. (Just kidding, I wasn’t actually wearing a clown suit. It was a Batman costume.)
In my studio, there’s no right or wrong. Rules will be broken, norms will be ignored, pencils will be broken… and magic will be revealed.
Milestones
1969 Ford Torino
My first car. Unfortunately it was built before I was born, so by the time it got to me, it was a rusted shit heap…
1994 Boulder, CO
Moved to Colorado. Met my wife. Simpson’s Season Five. Damn fine year!
2001 A Space Odyssey
Great movie. Probably seen it hundred times or more. Basically learned to direct by watching it in slow motion.
2011
Became a dad. Built a studio.
Saw a blimp. ‘Nuff said!
