How I got started in art

I had grown up on comic books and sci-fi movies as a kid. I was blessed with a very good imagination, and art provided that outlet for my imagination. At around 4 years of age I started drawing on anyting I could get my hands on. I can clearly remember drawing on paper bags at my grandmothers's because she had no paper. My mother brought home a giant roll of butcher paper; I went wild! I drew a whole battle scene measuring 7feet in length.

In first grade I made my first money for my art work at school. I would sell drawings of super heroes for a quarter to the other kids. The day I realized I had a talent, was when my second grade teacher had the class draw a portrait of her. While everyone else was drawing a stick figure, I was drawing a realistic anatomically correct portrait of her. She walked around the classroom checking everyone's art work. When she got to me she stopped dead in her tracks let out a gasp, she ran out of the classroom and quickly came back with several other teachers. The next thing I knew I was sitting in the principal’s office. Luckily, he only wanted to see my drawings, I thought for sure he was coming out with his big thick belt, in those days they could whip kids. Soon I began making my own comics to entertain myself and anyone else who would look at them.