I couldn’t have told you when it started. It was more like I always had it, and all the things that happened were inevitable. My parents knew I was special and encouraged me not to draw anything. When that didn’t work, they made me promise not to finish any more of my drawings. I relented… at first. Needless to say I was mischievous and kept experimenting. By my teenage years I was both a fantastic artist and a great trickster. Honestly, it all started out with good intentions, I ...