I am not actually an artist. Consequently, I suffer from no existential angst, am not on a daunting, never-ending quest to find layers of deep, cosmic meaning in my art, and fight no apocalyptic battles with the dark side of my muse. (I doubt that I even have one – they seem drawn to volatile and troubled, but vastly talented types.) I just enjoy making things that are colorful and interesting. I am eternally surprised that someone like me with the skills of a third-grader can often make something pleasing or, at least, presentable.