So a long time ago in a galaxy far far away I wanted to be a comic book artist. Lots of time have passed and some of the dreams I had have been relinquished. But the product of that dream still survives.

I have put up my feeble attempt at a comic book here. It’s not pretty. It’s doesn’t have a great story. But it’s mine. The only good thing about these pages is that I look at them and remember the how I used to feel about art. Take them for what they are.