Tell the Mirye Community something about yourself.
I'm old, as in past 60 and moving fast to the next
realm. I'll attempt to tell you far too much about the
past.
My career in art began when I was quite young. I
combined wetting my pants in class and continually
drawing Disney characters to the chagrin of my kinder-
garten teacher, Sister Immaculate Sanctum-o-rother (the
names are fictitious to spare my rotten soul -from
something [or other] and eventual barbecue sauce).
My favorite character was Donald Duck -- something
about bills that fascinated me -- and his frontal
nostrils. The nice old teacher would attempt to keep
encouraging me to draw "But please, right now, let's
study our lessons". She must have given up on me. I
remember that her attempts just seemed to cease.
I was fitted with glasses (cheap birth control frames
included) in the 3rd grade and my reputation as a "cute
boy" declined rapidly. I folded into myself and began
my career as a really sneaky kid -- seldom ever found
out in the endless mischief at hand. But after some
years and eventually acquiring the horrible reputation
that I deserved as an overly imaginative kid (I had a
"dirty" mind as sanctioned by the Catholic Church) I
reverted further into myself and spent endless hours
alone learning to draw anatomy --strictly human female
as I recall.
My goal in life was to escape to the South Pacific
aboard a ship and live among the natives. I'm not sure
where that idea came from but I filled my room with
tikis and other articles of Hawaii plus drawings of
naked girls, carefully disguised to avert my parent's
attention. I'm not sure when that mood faded away but
after spending one semester at the Burnley School of
Commercial Art (I came to hate that non-freedom
graphics environment) I was accepted at Chaminade
College in Hawaii and I ran away to paradise to study
biology. Good-bye art (for some time to come).
Art to me became building and racing motorcycles,
building show vehicles, dune buggies, general mechanics
and welding, metal fabrication and unbridled goofiness.
In the years that followed, after my return to the
mainland U.S. (and a draftee stint in the U.S. Army as
a communications chief - sarge -and a good long tour of
Europe) I became self employed, struggled with my need
to give all my work away, learned to apply my skills
with welding and creating metal work, became a furnace
install and repair guy, worked in sheet metal and drove
an oil tanker truck, started an organic apple orchard
which we ran for over 20 years and then took up
programming, working for people who create job site 3D
visualization tools.
That's where I am now -- doing 3D stuff and trying to
teach others what I know before I croak. I'm a crusty
old male with lots of broken bent bones, lumps and
scars and I wouldn't trade anybody's life for mine. I
also wouldn't wish this aching bag of bones on anybody
else but the lifetime of adventure -- that can't be
reproduced anymore. Glad I was there. If only I could
go back.
Cheers!
...and I'm an old friend of Wynd Walker
What is your favorite operating system for building solutions?
Windows
What design or development tools do you use?
PHP
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