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I wanted to do something simple that represented my puerile propensity, particularly when it came to my creative endeavors. I’m trying to change the nature of such. I’m trying to grow up. It’s the hardest thing for me to do. I am still five years […]

Mug: an entity that embodies the fluid importance of the idea one desires to express. Example: “I was mad a mug when I found out he stole my bike”. I was frustrated like a mug when I did these sketches. I was trying to find […]

Late nights in Penn Quarter, just south of Gallery Place are the best. Sometimes I’d stay the night at the office and wake up at 6am and get back at it again. Looks like I was working on a new trailer for a hopeful third […]

It was the 20th anniversary of the The Purple Tape – Only Built 4 Cuban Linx. In my mind, The Purple Tape is greatest set of recordings known to man. I wanted to write that, in all its hyperbole because… well, I could. It honestly rests in […]

This day excluded zeros-and-ones. I kinda like those days when I opt for a set of pens or pencils get away from screen and keyboard. Custom mixed-media job I did on my sketchbook. Also the Superman mug and banana peel meant I was amped.

So I went ahead and purchased this 16lb beast (just the camera alone). I think it’s around 26;bs here with all these extras. A 10″ screen? No need for a external monitor for sure… at least for my eyes. Time to get out there and […]

The basement became my studio after I left my Illinois Avenue spot. These were some interesting times as I garnered a very important client that was a bit out of my reach prior to. As we can see, some clutter but relatively neat, I must […]

I was born breech, July 30th, 1972 at Shadyside Hospital in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I came home to an apartment on (then) Collins Avenue in the East Liberty section of the city. We lived across the hall from Erica’s (my wife) grandmother. Erica’s grandmother was my […]

This is some dummy copy. You’re not really supposed to read this dummy copy, it is just a place holder for people who need some type to visualize what the actual copy might look like if it were real content. If you want to read, I might suggest a good book, perhaps Hemingway or Melville. That’s why they call it, the dummy copy. This, of course, is not the real copy for this entry.

I think I checked out of high school a few months before graduation. Don’t get me wrong, I loved high school experience… the social aspects that is. After the Christmas break moving into 1990, I was ready to move on. I was ready for a […]