Tripping over my feet at an early age, I believe, is when I stumbled over my first writing utensil. As a child, bright eyed and peeking over my fathers shoulders, I would watch him work on wonderful sketches. Through his instruction I was able to grow and become the eclectic graffiti, still life, abstract, cartooning, unique, and individual artist that I am today. Here I will pay tribute to influential icons of the past, present, and future. The journey may be windswept and my footprints have yet to sink in but the “art as a dreamer” continues to unfold while along this road.
NEWS: SITE ON HOLD FOR A WHILE
13 years ago