Budly  

If this bio is going to be your determining factor for purchase rather than, "I like this image and want it to hang on my wall", please rethink your thinking. Some people knit. Other's play video games. Some (inexplicably) binge watch cats on YouTube. I make Equivalents on my mobile devices. Period. No deep philosophical underpinnings, just a fun, relaxing, ever-present creative process that can be done in a hazmat suit, under lock-down. No muss. No fuss. Bottom line, this isn't art to take too seriously; just look at and enjoy. Nevertheless, here goes. . .

Raised by wolves, Budly was colicky from the get go. When his howling became too much even for the pack, he was left on the side of the road where a veterinary acupuncturist and his braille proofreading wife took pity on the sorry sot and raised him to be the cantankerous, curmudgeonly, Medusa-haired youth his educators came to know and abhor. After a tumultuous kindergarten where he walked 6 miles to school each way - uphill - without shoes or lunch (to build character), Budly grew to be a legend in his own mind and developed an aversion to public parking lots, beets, stadium events and activities requiring small rapidly moving projectiles.

Photography Major, Ithaca College

Mari Gallery, Mamaroneck, NY