When I finished art school many years ago, no local soul would give me a chance... Not even immediate family. This man invited me into his world, and gave me my first professional art and design opportunity. We worked together on various things, and he welcomed me into his home as if I were one of his own.
I owe this man. I owe him because I was close to giving up, and was considering my focus in another field. This gentleman pulled me back down to earth, and it changed my entire view on the professional art world. After that opportunity I just got hungrier and hungrier for the next chance. I haven't looked back since, and that was almost two decades ago.
This man is a constant inspiration.
I'm going to miss you. This hurts. This is devastating.