I started out drawing stick figures when I was a little kid, just like everybody else. When I was 12 I took a group art class. Steve Pugsley was the instructor. I remember really liking the "follow the edge of the object" drawing exercise. In high school I was the year book photographer for three years. I might have taken an art class but I can't say for sure. In college I had one art class that involved graphite, ink, and acrylic paint mediums. My classmates and instructor said I should change my major but I stayed with health sciences. 27 years later I took Drawing & Composition I at the local community college -- just to see what it was like. I was hooked and took Drawing & Composition II followed by Life Drawing. I haven't had time to take anymore classes in the last four years. I have a pretty rough work schedule now, 40-60 hours a week and I work out of town a lot, but I try and fit in portraits when ever I can. Some are commissions, some are family or acquaintances. At first, I couldn't draw for more than two hours at a time before my brain became mush. Now I can work on a drawing for up to nine hours. Time just stops, it doesn't exist when I draw. I think this is a good sign.
Current Residence: The house next to the driveway where my car is parked.
Favourite genre of music: Portugese Jazz
Operating System: Is there really anything other than a Mac?
Skin of choice: Massaged
Favourite cartoon character: Frazz, Zits, Get Fuzzy
Personal Quote: The mind needs to express itself, it's our connection with the past and our link to future.