To the naked eye we are all, as humans go, very similar. We wander about our daily business often appearing as mindless, gliding statues. Our faces are expressionless masks that dis affirm all underlying intelligence. Behind that visage of apathy however, is a rollicking, swirling, tumultuous paradox of ideas, emotions, dreams, wisdom, ignorance, beauty, love, hate, and confusion. I feel my purpose here, in this little chronological blink I have for a life, is to create tangible images that reflect a little of my secret individuality. I choose the organized chaos called Fine Illustration. If you too want to flip your eyelids inside-out to show the world what lurks beneath, then we truly do have something important in common.