The Martian army attacked, mercilessly wiping out the dinosaur invaders, right there on the floor of my bedroom. And all before lunch.
My father is an artist and as a kid walking into his studio was like entering an alchemist's lab. The acrid scent of turpentine was like perfume. Brushes, compasses, templates,
all the tools of the trade fascinated me.
At an early age I was hooked.
After graduating from the American Academy of Art I cut my teeth as a staff illustrator with a boutique design firm in Chicago, rendering all types of projects in
all types of media. Eventually I went out on my own illustrating for clients like McDonalds, National Geographic, the United Sates Postal Service and Coca-cola.
Most of my work now is created digitally with a Wacom Cintiq and a MacBook Pro using Photoshop and Painter. I do still paint with traditional materials, mostly for my own enjoyment, still get slightly weak at the knees when I get a whiff of turpentine and I still enjoy drawing those aliens and dinosaurs.
all the tools of the trade fascinated me.
At an early age I was hooked.
After graduating from the American Academy of Art I cut my teeth as a staff illustrator with a boutique design firm in Chicago, rendering all types of projects in
all types of media. Eventually I went out on my own illustrating for clients like McDonalds, National Geographic, the United Sates Postal Service and Coca-cola.
Most of my work now is created digitally with a Wacom Cintiq and a MacBook Pro using Photoshop and Painter. I do still paint with traditional materials, mostly for my own enjoyment, still get slightly weak at the knees when I get a whiff of turpentine and I still enjoy drawing those aliens and dinosaurs.
