Before there was motion, there was still. Except for me. I went to Cal Arts film school when I was a mere lad, and then worked in film for a while until I got bored, and then went to work for the incredible and exasperating Steve Baim remodeling houses in LA. I got bored doing that, too, and moved to Santa Cruz to windsurf in the waves, in what was then a virtually unknown Mysto Spot. That, too, eventually got boring and I went back to school, graduating from UC Santa Cruz in 1986 with a degree in Comparative Literature. I moved to San Francisco and went to work for FanAsylum, a company that operated fan clubs for hair bands. You name it: Bon Jovi, Motley Crue, Poison ...what can I say, it was the 80s. I wrote lies about them so their fans wouldn't know what assholes they were. A condition of my initial hire was that I could operate a raging Mac 512 with a 20MB SCSI hard drive (gasp!). That drive alone cost $1500.

Naturally, I lied and said I could. Fortunately, my employers were nearly as ignorant about computers as I was and I only had to hide my ineptitude for a couple of weeks while I caught up to, and eventually surpassed, my co-workers. I bought the first copy of Illustrator when it came out, and then Quark when that came out. Knowing Quark in 1989 pretty much guaranteed entree to every hot design and advertising firm in SF because of the tectonic shifts taking place in the early 90s with respect to graphic arts. It didn't hurt that I just naturally possessed a talent for organization, either.

A red-hot fear of being left behind has driven me to learn every major piece of software (and some not-so major: anybody remember LivePicture? Anybody want to buy my copy?). The technologies change but the song remains the same: faster, cheaper, better, more accurate.