I am the middle of three sons. I was born in Manhattan, raised in the Bronx, but I’ve never considered myself a city boy. My dream has always been to live in the country where it’s green, and quiet.
Growing up I always had a comic book in my hands. I read a lot, and daydreamed even more. I still do.
I graduated from the High School of Art and Design, went on to the School of Visual Arts, but didn’t care enough to graduate. I did meet my future wife there, however so, you know… score!
I’ve always been a cynical and moody guy- okay, I still am- and in 1993 I was into the whole leather jacket, long hair, rock n’ roll thing. I hated the world, and by “the world” I mean people.
Then one day I received a call from an old friend who I hadn’t heard from in years. We talked for some time just catching up, and before I knew it I was sitting there on my bed, pouring my heart out to him. All the hatred, all the fears, all the frustration that I never knew existed came flooding out. (I suppose anger and pride only goes so far.) And there, sitting on the edge of my bed with the phone to my ear, I gave my heart to Jesus Christ, and I have never been the same.
Later, my friend said the Lord told him to call me. I believe him.
As for inspiration I love the paintings of John Waterhouse, Alphonse Mucha, and John Singer Sargent- the writings of CS Lewis, and Chaim Potok- and the music of Johnny Cash, Metallica, and the Sex Pistols.
I love the films of Hayao Miyazaki, Ridley Scott, Akira Kurosawa, and the Coen Brothers, and if they were ever to tell the story of my life on the big screen I’d cast Toshiro Mifune as me. Yeah, okay, he’s Japanese, I’m not, and he’s… well, dead. But so what? Details. Details.
I now live in Westchester County, NY with my beautiful wife, my two beautiful kids, three guinea pigs, and a python named Bonecrusher: The Next Generation.
I am happily addicted to coffee, I am a compulsive chess player, I am jealous of birds, and I dream of being Zorro.
Life is good… EN GARDE!