The Artistic Odyssey

My journey began with dog-eared comic books, their pages worn thin from countless reads. John Romita Sr.'s dynamic Spider-Man swung across my imagination, while John Romita Jr.'s gritty Daredevil taught me that shadows hold as much truth as light. Art Adams? His intricate linework and colossal creatures fueled my dreams—dragons, aliens, and heroes with jaws chiseled from determination.And then there’s Adam Hughes—the master of elegance. His women are more than pin-ups; they’re symphonies in ink and color. Their eyes tell stories, their curves echo grace, and their hair flows like forgotten promises. Hughes taught me that every line matters, every stroke carries weight.