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| Let me take some time and tell you a little about myself. My art has been my best friend since I was a child, starting with coloring, then to getting in trouble for drawing on any and everything. I went from drawing what kids draw, to what seems like now days later, drawing the same kind of things but meaner looking and more distorted. As my imagination kicked in, I began adding things like wings, tails, horns, skulls, and flames, along with deeper darker shadows. What my great grandmother Irene came to call my dark art. Over time as I my art began to change, so did I and in a lot of peoples eyes I went from being that talented kid in school who was going to someday be someone to the strange kid everyone was so worried about because of the images in his art. They made me feel as though what I was drawing, which normally made me feel great, was now wrong and that meant something was wrong with me as well. Irene must have known what was bothering me because I hadn't drawn anything for days, when normally I drew something every minute of every hour of every day. I was lying on my bed one afternoon after school going through some of my drawings when she walked into my room, sitting down next to me, she ran her fingers through my hair and asked me something I will never forget. Does your art make you happy? I looked up at her saying simply yes it does and she replied then that’s all that matters. Isn’t it? With a smile on her face she left the room. I went back to drawing that day and never changed a thing no matter what anyone ever said again. I'm glad that I didn't because it helped me through some rough years in my life after she was gone. I have continued the same style of art till this very day. I have always hoped to make a living with my art. Instead I have only made a few dollars here and there. I’ve worked for people and businesses that would use my art to better themselves not me. My girlfriend, Cat and I decided after being used so much, to open up a sign business of our own. I had worked at one for some years and we thought it might help us get to where we wanted to be. At the time, we both worked two jobs; one at a warehouse which was Mon. through Fri. from 6 am till 3:30 pm, the other a night club Fri. and Sat. 6 pm till 5 am. There for, the only time we had for the sign business was from the time we got home until we went to bed. We worked all the time and as good as the sign business got, I wasn’t happy or satisfied with the work I was doing. It was not challenging and it took no imagination. I felt as though I was loosing myself because I was drawing less and it began to show in my everyday attitude. Irene would be proud of Cat, who is now my wife, for asking me what will make you happy? I simply replied you and my art. I’m still doing some signs, a few vehicles and we’ve got one less job now, but with the help of my wonderful wife who has put up with more than she should have to and Tra a great friend who is helping make my dreams come true. I hope you enjoy my artwork as much as I do. I want to thank who ever you are for taking the time to learn about me and for visiting our site. Come Again Doc |
