Where to begin? Live has been all kinds of crazy: bad crazy, exhilarating crazy, sad crazy, overwhelming crazy, etc.
deviantART knows me since I've been 16 years old. I've grown here, I've developed and refined my craft outside.
I've done sales, I've done press, I've done marketing and a bit of everything in between.
But the love for visual arts has always been a constant. I've strayed so far from it that I felt like I've metaforically lost a limb and had trouble letting go of the ghost pain. It took me a long while to understand that I missed photography and visual arts in general.
So I'm back. I'm back because I miss it. I'm back because I need it.
Wll you take me again?