I was an artist “in another life.” Or at least it seems that way to me now. In reality I studied at the highly acclaimed but now defunct Ivy School of Professional Art and the very expensive as I remember still thriving private La Roche College in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Until a few months ago, it had been nearly 20 years since I raised my pen in anger…joy, inspired passion, and various other emotions fueling my desire to make marks on paper. For reasons some practical and some driven by fate perhaps…I am back at it. Back making marks on paper again that is…for my business, pleasure, and hopefully to your liking as well.

Somewhere along the long strange trip* to this point I’ve been compelled to express myself with words as well. I can’t blame an institution of higher learning for that. So, let’s just call it self taught experience influenced incorrect grammar sometimes intentionally misspelled miscellaneous stimuli induced creative writing…if you will?

  When I'm not drawin pitchers n'at...I can sometimes be found hunting Cats, huh?
 

Fear not friends of fish…I am pretty much a catch and release kind of sportsman. Well, a catch, subject to a somewhat tortuous photo shoot, then released anyway.




Dang, what a picture! I believe Nick Nolte's mug shot may be  marked improvment over me on a Catfishing bender. Believe it or not I am stone sober...much sleep deprived no doubt but clean and sober...unless you count that low carb high taurine, caffine, ginsing...and whatever else in in that unatural beverage???

No perscription needed though...not yet anyway.