I Am The Master Tracer

I can’t draw for sh*t, but I can trace anything to death.

Which just goes to show you that art doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with talent, “an eye for art,” the ability to see the world in a unique way, or even eye-hand coordination. Impressionistic art, surreal art, traditional, retro, whatever-art — nothing stands a chance when you give me an opaque piece of trace paper and let me loose like a chick in the shoe department of Nordstrom’s.

And that’s simply because, in a nutshell — I kick ass as a Master Tracer.