it's the fuzz
Let's see... When I was a little kid and grown ups would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up I didn't really know. All I knew was that I liked to draw and play with my toys. It seemed like a lot to ask a little kid. I mean, how was I supposed to know? So I ignored them, for the most part. As I got older the question kept coming up. What do you want to be when you get older? Man, I still didn't know. I just knew I still liked to draw, but now I liked to paint too, and sculpt things, and I still liked my toys. So eventually I was a senior in high school, and this is when they really mean business. What do you want to be RIGHT NOW? I still didn't know, but instead of admitting it, I went to art school. It took me a little longer than most, but once I was in school I knew I wanted to be an artist. So I drew, I painted, I sculpted, I learned. Then I graduated and sat on my butt for about 5 years. I had a nice job that had nothing to do with art and it paid the bills. Then Michigan's economy finally fell apart and my hours were cut and I realized that I hadn't been doing what I wanted since art school. So here I am. Finally putting my art first, or at least trying to, and hopefully I can make something that people care about.
