Part artist, part craftsman. Southern ex pat. Swell guy. I learned how to drive a 30 foot boat before I learned to drive a car. Country sensibilities with city smarts. Heart of gold with a bit of patina. Dry humor. Slightly salty at times in the most endearing way. Miller High Life and Bulliet Rye in moderation. Being a part of a creative community is essential to me. Bohemian over conventional.
Someone kid called me an aging hipster recently so I challenged him to a duel because that's what Renaissance men do right?
This quote sums things up about my outlook:
"Like most of the others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right. I shared a vagrant optimism that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top. At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between these two poles - a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other - that kept me going."
-Hunter S. Thompson.