How it all began...

I’ve been told by my mom that as a child I was never without a book, a box of crayons and my drawing pad and that family and friends referred to me as “The Professor”. They say I inherited my artistic skills from my Opa (german for Grandfather) on my dad’s side. A man that I unfortunately never had the opportunity to meet.

That being said I grew up never even considering doing something professionally in the arts. So when it came time to choose a career path, I enrolled in the NYU Stern School of Business. Hey, I was pretty good at math and I thought I could make a lot of money. 🤷🏼‍♂️ Needless to say, I was miserable and lost.

One afternoon I was having a conversation with a neighbor and she asked how school was. Not sure what I said, but she somehow sensed that I wasn’t feeling it. She suggested I pursue a path that utilized my artistic talents and gave me a list of potential careers I might be happier in. I changed my major soon after and Graphic Design is where I landed. I don’t think I ever got to thank Mrs. Sher. So, I’ll take the opportunity here to say thank you. You changed my life.

And, that’s how it all began.