Friday, July 2, 2010
Choosing an air compressor
Choosing an airbrush
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Birth of an Airbrush Artist

Artist in development

Once I had a pencil in my hand, I realized the power I could wield with it. I saw the affect I had on others with my drawings. Every day I would draw to entertain myself. I could create a whole new world for my imagination to grow and mature. I had found a home in a 2 deminsional land of castles and dragons. I could travel to other planets to which I could explore. Dive to the depths of the ocean in a submarine or fly through the heavens on a high speed futuristic plane. I can remember collecting my first comic books before i could read. I would get a new one every time we would visit my grandmother because she lived right next to a market. They would have all of the comic books on racks outside the store. I would just look through them trying to decide which one I could get. I would go home and start to draw looking at the comic books, studying them how to draw the anatomy, how to draw trees and buildings. Later I started to create my own comic strips using what I had learned.
How I got started in art

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.



