I was born the daughter of a crop sharer outside of Saint Joseph, Missouri in 1850. I grew up deaf mute and blind until the age of 131 when god decided to give me my voice, hearing and site, Hallelujah! Later in that year I encountered a vampire, who loved my neck a little too much. He took a bite, but thankfully the undead infection didn't take against my rare but pure blood type. I've encounted werewolves in Transylvania only to find out they really just want some affection and a little scratch behind the ear. I've been out hunting for bigfoot until I finally met him face to face and he told me I was trespassing and If I didn't get off his land he was going to have to call the police. I've have single handedly fought a grizzly bear in the frozen tundra of Alaska. Also, I've been getting ready for the inevitable Zombie apocalypse for the past decade. Since then I have been creating art as I see fit. My muse is the great form of life as I see it. I may be a mere comic artist, painter, illustrator, and ad designer but long lived heart and my art says so much more than that.
Current Residence: Nofuck, Virgina
deviantWEAR sizing preference: The bigger the better
Print preference: magazines
Favourite genre of music: Psychobilly
Favourite photographer: The Coroner
Favourite style of art: Flash
Operating System: PC
MP3 player of choice: the one on my computer
Shell of choice: Lobster
Wallpaper of choice: my walls but with blood on them
Skin of choice: Yours cut up and sewn together for me to wear
Favourite cartoon character: El Super Beasto