Back in the Day.

I'm not sure how old I was when I decided to really take drawing seriously, and figured out that I could do it for a living. I had to be around 11 or 12 (and hated math and science, even at that age). I was really into Disney around that time and decided that all I wanted to do was be a Disney animator*.

I started by drawing the comics from the newspaper. I remember Hagar the Horrible and Calvin being among my favorites to draw, as well as my first real achievement (the Chicago Bulls logo was another favorite). I soon moved onto the actual Disney characters, and became so confident that I actually sent some of my drawings to the Disney animation studio (I bet they got 1000's of drawings from kids...). I also don't remember when it was that I lost that love of drawing...I think some ass of a college professor at BSU beat it out of me.

I actually haven't thought about any of this for ages...until my cousin, Nikol, sent me this photo. I must've been around 15 when she was pregnant with her first son, Cody, whom I drew and painted this for.

Thanks for the memories Nik. I really can't believe you still have that.

*I've since grown out of the Disney faze. Great and all at the time, but thank God.