I spent nine months painting my mother's uterine walls. In 1987 whit no more space left to scribble I decide to be born.
Since I was a baby, after a careful analysis of the equipment, I started to deface whit markers and pencils everything came to hands: receipts, important documents and paper of sort.
When I und… Read More
I spent nine months painting my mother's uterine walls. In 1987 whit no more space left to scribble I decide to be born.
Since I was a baby, after a careful analysis of the equipment, I started to deface whit markers and pencils everything came to hands: receipts, important documents and paper of sort.
When I understood the potential of my opposable thumb, I took mouse and stylus in my hand. Currently I realize logos, graphic printings and posters.
In the spare time I draw characters and environments reflecting my world and evertything that sorrounds me. Read Less
