- Who am I? You would think that I knew. "What am i? " may be easier.I am a struggling artist that will probably die broke. I prefer working in oils but lately I have been painting with acrylics. Sometimes I will work in ceramics and I enjoy sculpture. My style is eclectic. Most of my paintings are landscapes, portraits, nudes, and abstracts.I work in construction to support myself. When I am not painting or working, I am racing my Grand Am or riding my Yamaha.BACK TRACK: I am Hungarian and Italian. A firery and magical combo.Grew up as the son of bikers.
My dad was a truck driver and drug lord.
My mom was, and is, a young beautiful trophy consumed with making our home her trophy.
At four years old.. I spent a long time in the hospital, dying of malnutrition.
I survived.. but my eating habbits are still all fucked up.
Played nine years of Football and ran Track.
Used to be a bad ass outside linebacker till I blew my knee out.
Went to six championships. Won five.
Made it to the junior olympics when I was ten.
Spent my teen years partying as much as I could.Joined the Army at eighteen. Motor transport operator.
Broke my tibia and fibula right before bootcamp and never went in.
Twist of fate there, yo!Was going to retire from the Army and be a mailman for the rest of my days.
with a girl I met in Germany while I was stationed there.Ended up studying Business and Computer programming.
but not getting my degree.Living out on my own... I began to paint houses to pay the rent.BUT I never gave up on my art.I would die if I did not have a creative outlet.All these blurry years later... HERE I AM ... so ....Who the fuck am I ?THIS is WHO I AM.I aproach each situation with disbelief... like I am dreaming.Sometimes I feel like I am not the captain of this ship.Music and laughter are the tools I use to get through shitty days.I am a self described experience junky. There is a lot more to learn about life than just in books. I will die regretting not what I have done but what I have not yet seen or experienced.
