As long as I can remember, I’ve always wanted to be an artist.
Even before I could read their contents, I was fascinated by the book covers created by artists such as Boris Vallejo and Frank Frazetta, both of whom created vast worlds of stunning beauty and wonder. Just looking at their renderings, and my mind would run wild with images of dragons soaring over vast cities, and sea creatures dwelling in the dark depths. There were no limits to where my dreams would take me, something I cherished dearly.
I eventually made it to the Corcoran College of Art and Design with those pencils, but was still unsatisfied with my ability to get my ideas out on paper. Something was missing. I started to get closer to my dream when I transferred into the photography department, but the real world was too…limiting. It was fortunate then that the consumer computer graphics market was just about to explode. One of my classmates brought in a high-end photography magazine, and it happened to feature the still relatively new Photoshop, which was only on version 2.5 at the time. To say my mind was blown would be a gross understatement.
Finally, my imagination had the playground I’d spent my entire life up until that point looking for, and I’ve never looked back since.