Kellog's Mediocre Flakes. They'rrrrrrrrrrrrrre... alright, I guess.
In all seriousness:
I was born and raised in Lawrence, KS -- a place where you'll find many eccentric and talented artists, groupies, terrible roads, lots of bars, emo/scene kids, and some very good-natured and wonderful people.
From the age of three I practiced Tae Kwon Do and later Hapkido under a traditionalist Grand Master and over the course of 15 years earned my 2nd Dan black belt. (I'm out of practice now but can still leap tall housecats in a single bound.) My parents, Paul and Jennifer
, encouraged my creativity by investing in a hell of a lot of Lego and Erector sets, and buying me models -- planes, ships, and probably every Star Trek starship ever conceived. I also had a knack for taking things apart just to see how they worked on the inside.
I was lucky to be born into a family already full of artistic talent. My mother comes from a long line of artists and craftsmen, and is herself a master weaver, as well as a painter, batik artist, line artist... the list goes on.
In my teenage years I developed a fascination with "old books," the kind that appeared as if they had fallen out of the sky in their current form -- perfect, beautiful and sturdy. When I discovered that such books were made by skilled craftspeople... disbelief. No way. How could someone do all that with their hands? I then began to study their history and construction, though did not attempt to bind a book until years later.
Now, binding almost full time, I've spent two years attempting to re-create the process of coloring books by hand using natural extracts in the same manner famous Master bookbinders had done in the past. So far I've experienced great success, but I've only scratched the surface of traditional bookbinding, and have a long way yet to go.