The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
Okey, seriously though,
i'm just a laid back guy who is on a journey in this thing we call life. In a constant quest for self improvement, while at the same time, trying not to take life too seriously. Finding " balance ", as Mr. Miyagi would say. I enjoy social interaction and meeting new people. I have an outgoing personality, and an easy to talk to way about myself. I feel it's important to stay positive, and I try to help bring out the best in others.
My close-knit family upbringing has really been the most important factor in who I am as a person. I love spending time with my family. I'll drop anything for a friend. I like making people laugh, and cheering people up. Basically, i'm a very lucky guy, who's happy with who he is.
Here are some of my illustrations, ENJOY
