I am a storyteller, but I use drawings instead of words to tell my tales. I’ve been doing that for as long as I can remember. Mom says I started drawing when I was 18 months old, and that was like forever ago; back in Brooklyn, which is where I’m from. Fast forward to early 2007, I had the strange instinct to quit my job and move to the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, to draw and print posters for rock n roll bands. Whatever plan I actually had in my head, it didn’t quite turn out that way. Isn’t that always the case though? But in the long run, it turned out better than I ever could have imagined. And here I am now, still drawing pictures and telling stories. And just so grateful that anyone even cares.