I began drawing pointless, meandering and unauthorized Indiana Jones comic books in the fourth grade, before I could even spell "archeaologist." Once I could reliably draw a straight line, I moved on to Transformers comic books.
Following a move to Winchester, Virginia I continued to draw to cope with my roundness until 8th grade, when skateboarding occupied an equal measure of my time.
As high school drew to a close, I became interested in computer graphics at the same time that I began to get nibbles from small comic book publishers. My first published work was in a teeny tiny publication called Lacunae in 1995.
After graduation, I chose to skip 95% of my college classes in favor of drawing comics, reading comics and learning graphic design (in between garden variety laziness). The gamble paid off several years later when I landed my first graphic artist position at a screenprinting company.
For about a decade I worked in several locations as a graphic artist and illustrator. In 2007, I decided that it was time to revisit my starry-eyed artistic endeavors.
Within a year I was getting paid to draw comics. Paid. To draw comics! Who knew!? I also scored some good gigs working on 3D assets for various companies, and some animation for children's programs. Illustration is a rough racket to be in (it pays the bills, so long as you are real picky about which bills it pays), but I love it too much to not do it.
In 2009, I also decided to combine my love of questionable filmic entertainment and writing about questionable filmic entertainment into a role at CHUD.com as a DVD reviewer. I have also contributed some artwork there. CHUD is like the cooler older brother of Ain't It Cool News. The one that lets you borrow his awesome vinyl records but kicks your ass eight ways to Sunday if you scratch them.
Based on some of my writing at CHUD, and my willingness to get bludgeoned by forum members who roasted me for liking the television program V more than the movie Into the Wild, I also got to do some other writing for sites like Guy.com (now dying on the vine in a tragedy that I'd like to think I had little to do with). I am particularly proud of a piece I did on jpegs. Yes, Jpgs. I'd link to it, but apparently it is the OTHER thing that you can't find on the internet (the first thing is a .mp4 copy of The Day The Clown Cried).
Meanwhile, I continue to draw both comics and illustrations for fun and for profit. Mostly for fun, especially when it comes time to itemize my deductions.
Like most (okay, some) creative people, I have a day job, but I am lucky to have both an outlet and rewards for my own personal brand of strangeness.