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Born somewhere next to nowhere in 1973. He
was raised in a little dark basement room by television and a
dead cactus who force fed him Lego action figures - all things
considered, a normal childhood. He graduated Dawson College's
design program in 1994, by which time he had grown quite mad. He
exiled himself to Paris where he lived in the sewers, performing
odd jobs while gathering whatever sanity he could find. Upon
returning to Montreal, he began working as a freelance
illustrator and later found employment in a world renowned
graphics studio. He currently works as a very bad graphic
designer for a software company that should know better, while
attempting to graduate Concordia University's Marketing and
meat-packing program (which many claim does not even exist). He
is a founding member of PaperCuts Enterprises® and currently
heads its Final Cut Media®
division. He plans on taking up movie directing and time
traveling. His failed attempts at genetic engineering still
haunt him.
"A man alone is in bad company" -Paul
Valéry
The brain freezy.
Mondo Q&A
november 2000
| Place of birth: Decanted
in the West Island. |
| Favorite song of all time:
How soon is now? by The Smiths |
| Favorite movie of all time:
Plan 9 From Outer Space |
| Favorite book of all time:
The Naked Ape By Desmond Morris |
| Most time consuming bad
habit: Falling off the face of the
Earth for months at a time only to re-emerge
without a suitable explanation as to where I was. |
| If they were filming your life story, who would play you:
Bruce Campbell, though I hear Ben
Stiller is interested in the part. |
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Worst experience on public transportation: True
story. Spring 1991. Late evening on the 205 bus
leaving Roxboro. I was Sitting alone and
oblivious in the first row of the two seaters, basking in the afterglow of what had been the
greatest single day of my life. Corner Pierrefonds Blvd,
a grotesque woman comes aboard and sits directly behind
me. I should emphasize that until that moment, I
was utterly alone and the aforementioned woman sat DIRECTLY
BEHIND ME. Suddenly, not two minutes later, I felt a
warm semi-gelatinous liquid ooze down my neck. I
turned around to an astonished face with two hands
firmly covering its mouth. Before I could utter a single
question, she proceeded to cover me, and most of the bus
floor, with vomit. She had eaten noodles.
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| Least favorite sound:
A person vomiting. |
| Your childhood was:
Very
frightening.
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| Pet peeves:
Dogma. |
| Favorite bodily secretion: That
translucent green slime that pools in my
right ear. |
| Favorite article of clothing you will never wear: A
pair of black knee-high vinyl platform raver
boots. |
| When no one's looking you like to: Find
subtle ways of getting their attention back. |
| Advice to the world: Evolve. |
| Weirdest thing you ever saw: My own reflection.
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