Once I finished my term in the Navy, I went to school to study in graphic design. Now mind you, this was the very early 90's & graphic design was all that was really seriously offered in school. So I went for it! Even though it wasn't my interest....time passed and I graduated. I landed a job in graphic design, married, quit my job & moved to Washington state in less than 2 years. Once in Washington state, I started working corporate jobs..nothing that had to do with graphic design. It took little or no time for me to get lost in the ties and latte's. I put down my pencil, and wouldn't pick it up again for 8 years. In 2005, I divorced and found myself kinda just standing still in time...wondering what I was gonna do now? I had this moment, where I realized, "I'm on my own". There is no one to tell me that my desire to draw & be somebody was "cute, but a "waste of time"as a responsible man. I could actually do what I wanted...I could prioritize how ever I'd like. If I wanted to draw and not work for food or home, then so be it! I was so scared...but in a good way. I had been out of the loop for so long. I had no idea how far the industry had advanced. I mean, I remained a friend of the graphic novels & comic art. I kept tabs on the careers of my heroes, old and new. Heroes like, Robert Crumb, Jim Lee, Jack Kirby & Jim Mahfood (to name a few). But if asked what my plans were to make myself successfully known like these guys...I had no answer. My only plan was to dust off the art supplies, buy a WACOM, a new art table, an easle, some pens, pencils, erasers, paper & computer with a scanner and work at reconnecting with an old friend...myself.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I've been artistic all my life. It's never anything that I learned in a class. I just liked to draw & was good at it. Up until my later teens, I chalked it up to a hobby. You know, no different than my friends who liked to play sports, skateboard, ski or act. I liked to draw.... As I got closer to becoming an adult, I realized that it really was more than a "hobby". It was quickly becoming my passion...something in me...a part of who I was, not just a pass time. Unfortunately, I ignored that direction & followed something a little more expected of me. I joined the military and spent 4 years in the United States Navy, serving in Desert Storm. I also spent time in other places, spreading peace....ya right. I hate war! Not because I serviced in them, resulting in time loss with my family, but because I just don't believe in it. Beyond that, I don't and will not discuss it.