Growing up as a native New Yorker, one of the benefits I found inside NYC's school system was a liberating spirit of exploration and creativity, which seemed to florish in contrast to the confusion and violence of the outside world.

High school, it turned out, was the apogee of this prevailing spirit for me: gaining admittance to the (as of yet unheralded) School of Peforming Arts in Manhattan was a life-changing event, rewards from which are still being reaped to this day.

College, too, maintained this, at least for a time; albeit the tuition-free experiment of CUNY was soon ending. Yet, a classic liberal arts education could still be pursued, and could still equip me with the values needed to succeed for a time in a world that -- alas, was changing as well...

After college, and several encouraging creative writing seminars therein, my entry into the adult workforce was delayed a year -- thanks to a foundation grant, during which the obligatory "first novel" was written.

The 1980s was a heady time for entry-level jobs in publishing in New York City. The old guard was still in power, and the squads of hungry and devoted (and totally disposable) drones felt, as only youth can feel, that a difference could be made; that new ways to do old things could be found.

Once tasted, the zest and thrill of publishing were not easily be forgotten, and my eventual journey from trade publishing to trade magazines to newspaper syndication, brought great promise into the expanding publishing empire. I delivered: flourishing under typically tight deadlines and self directed explorations into new technology, new media, typography, and refining all available electronic production techniques.

Since the dawn of the 1990s I've worked and thrived within the Mac environment of desktop publishing, and now bring my experience and devotion to the communication arts into the dual spheres of print and new media, for you.