When he was thirteen his Aunt Nancy worked at a big printing company and would sometimes bring him large scraps of paper. He didn't have any real art supplies so he would draw with his dads ballpoint pens.
"I loved drawing...but not the drawings, so when I was finished I would always throw them away. When my mom saw this dragon she like it well enough to rescue it from the trash and even enter it in a community art contest four years later...We didn't have art classes at school and I remember carefully trying to figure out how they all worked. I always wanted to use them sparingly so that they might last me until I was old enough to buy some more."
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