I’ve been dragging pencils, pens, crayons, and whatever made a mark over surfaces for as long as I can recollect. Regrettably, I didn’t reckon I was ever going to draw again when college apps came rolling in. After I walked the walking, being the dumb teenager I was, I dove head first into a heavily business driven intend university before even sitting down about it.

Half lane through my pursuit of my BFA in Graphic Design, I signed up for a course called “Business of Licensing”. In it, students were to pick something they constructed, finesse it, and create a bulletproof pitch that would ideally determined it up for a license, patent, copyright, etc … It was a class that had a mix of students from any year and from any design major. This meant that you could be a first time Illustration student in the same class as a graduating Product Designer. Being a junior in Graphic Design, I didn’t discover any licensing potential in any of my projects and deemed myself screwed for embarrassment. What was I going to do, copyright a poster?

First of all, as much as I purposed up enjoying the class and my professor, I can’t deny the fact that I only enrolled to easily cross out some requirements. I wanted to make time to focus on the heavy courses that kicked your ass so hard it bruised your nerve. Although both students and profs alike understood the rude lifestyle we all resulted, I still wanted to bring something to the table that was worth everyone’s day. Since I didn’t have anything to offer, and I wasn’t going to waste time creating an unrefined product, I decided I was going to do what I did best: I picked up a pencil, reached for my inner kid, and was beginning to doodle again.

No, what I conjured up was not the series that helped me grow( I’m getting there, I promise ), but another comic series called, “Scruffy& Sabrina”–two talking, stroll, stuffed puppies that 5 year age-old me modeled after some stuffed animals. I didn’t give a killer introduction. It was dreadful, actually. Nonetheless, the good that did come out of it was another series called, “Life in Art College”. The series was originally about my field of job and how poorly misunderstood it was. When the comics gradually trickled into things about my daily life, that’s when I attained the title change to “Heropie”.

Posting my work online for the first time, I never expected it to take off. I was a mental and physical mess, wrung out of imagination in a rigorous intend program driven with rivalry. I don’t know where I would be right now if it weren’t for all the amazing support I get from my readers. They’ve helped me along my journey and was ever discouraging about what I published. I hope that within my comics, I am able to give people the same emotional support they gave me.

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