Thanks for having me!
What first attracted me to horror was my own darkness. I wasn’t always this handsome, professional devil. I was cruel, a drunk, a vagabond. I’ve had some great jobs and I’ve lived on the street. I’ve brushed shoulders with angels and demons and seen myself buried deep in their eyes. When I was young I’d always sneak out in the middle of the night and tramp around the swamps by where I grew up. I’ve always found comfort in the stillness and being alone to let my imagination come up with connections whether they were horrible or beautiful or both. And there is a lot of horror in life, just like there is hope.