How long have you been an illustrator?
I grew up in the mid-fifties the son of an illustrator. In my early teens, I followed my father and his promise of a career in commercial art that will be ‘fun’ and ‘glamorous’ and ‘rewarding’. This was about the same time that I learned one of the Great Truths of Advertising: Don’t believe anyone, not even your father.
What inspires your work?
Later, in art school, while pretending to listen to lectures, I would surreptitiously doodle unflattering cartoons of my lecturer. All the while asking myself the age-old student question, (more…)
