I am a cartoonist, a writer, a graphic designer, and an educator almost simultaneously almost daily.

I was thin once, extremely fat most of the time.

I am a Wednesday child, ergo “is full of woe.” I welcome misery and melancholy, like stimuli, they make me feel creative; however, I am no “goth chick.” I do not dress according to emotions, that is trite and infantile. Wednesday Addams is my favorite but he looks like Pugsley.

I am Piscean born on the Day of the Non-conformist in the Week of the Loner at the Year of 13 new moons. People born in this year are susceptible:

“Those people whose lives are essentially dominated by their emotions suffer particularly strongly from depressions in these lunar years. The same is also true of years with 13 new moons, albeit not quite so strongly. And if a lunar year also happens to be a year with 13 new moons, the result is often a personal catastrophe.” — Rainer Werner Fassbinder, In a Year of 13 Moons (This is a film, by the way, not an astrology book and it’s a really f*cked up movie. Saw it, felt like ripping my heart out.)

I was born under the sign of the year of the Earth Horse. That means, I am allegedly and suppposedly free-spirited, independent, riddled with ambition, stubbornness, responsibility and long-term planning. Sometimes the life of the party, I could be restless and boredom is my enemy.

I am a stubborn cartoonist, the worst kind, because I believe in my art’s capabilities and capacities.