I was six years old living in Norfolk, Virginia and it was the first day of school – first grade. The moment I sat down in my new classroom I noticed a brand new box of colored chalk placed on the ledge of the chalkboard. I remember thinking, “Colored chalk? Wow. No one’s ever told me there’s colored chalk”. I was amazed. There’s blue chalk? Red? Green? They have purple chalk! I couldn’t stop thinking about it. And why doesn’t every teacher use them? Well, things get a little foggy but the next thing I remember is that I’m outside… with my new box of colored chalk, drawing a huge mural on the back wall of the school. The school was made of brick and I quickly learned that’s a difficult surface for chalk to color with. You have to press very hard. I also quickly learned when you press very hard you use up a whole lot of chalk. I was surprised how fast time flew by. When I took a few steps back to check out the progress of my masterpiece, I heard my teacher calling everyone inside. I quickly ran around the corner to join the rest of the class. I guess chalk isn’t the neatest of mediums. With a missing box of colored chalk and multi-colored dust all over my hair and clothes, it took 8 seconds to figure out who got to be the first student that year to visit the principal’s office.
Fort Lauderdale, Florida 1989-1991
Graduated with the High Academic Achievement Award and was a member of the Design Honors Program. I was also nominated Best Portfolio of the graduating class.
San Diego Solemates
Brooklyn Snowboarding Company