"Let's get NUTS!!!" -Nar
Name: Nar
Hometown: East Los Angeles
Occupation: Professional freelance illustrator, part time middle school comic art teacher.
Ethnicity: Mexican/American/Alien Sign: Virgo
Purpose for living: To rock your world and inspire you to do the same!
Hometown: East Los Angeles
Occupation: Professional freelance illustrator, part time middle school comic art teacher.
Ethnicity: Mexican/American/Alien Sign: Virgo
Purpose for living: To rock your world and inspire you to do the same!
Nar doesn't like:
racism - war - selfishness - snobby conceited artists - pushy people - broken hearts - being a fake flake
racism - war - selfishness - snobby conceited artists - pushy people - broken hearts - being a fake flake
Artistic Inspirations:
Music and life's experiences take the cake being the main source of all my work's inspiration. Influences do kick in from
many favorite artists I've followed as a kid growing up. But to really be inspired, takes a lot of frustration and drive to want to
do something with yourself. Take your life to higher states of mind and possibilities. That pretty much sums it up.
Music and life's experiences take the cake being the main source of all my work's inspiration. Influences do kick in from
many favorite artists I've followed as a kid growing up. But to really be inspired, takes a lot of frustration and drive to want to
do something with yourself. Take your life to higher states of mind and possibilities. That pretty much sums it up.
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Nar likes:
Mortal Kombat - all NCU members! - unity of all colors and cultures - making people laugh and smile - laughing - my old
Nine Inch Nails albums - all 6 Rocky movies - my cat Gabriel - space - dinosaurs - good mexican food - european trance -
classic jazz - Godzilla 1984 - computers except when they screw up - real people with strong but practical ambitions - SNES
- Bruce Lee - Thai food - Family Guy - Dave Chapelle - Sam Kieth's art - Bisley's art - Arthur Adams art - 80's Garbage Pail
Kids - The Crow - classic Youngblood comics - classic Bloodstrike comics - old 1970's 1980's Marvel Comics - working hard!
Mortal Kombat - all NCU members! - unity of all colors and cultures - making people laugh and smile - laughing - my old
Nine Inch Nails albums - all 6 Rocky movies - my cat Gabriel - space - dinosaurs - good mexican food - european trance -
classic jazz - Godzilla 1984 - computers except when they screw up - real people with strong but practical ambitions - SNES
- Bruce Lee - Thai food - Family Guy - Dave Chapelle - Sam Kieth's art - Bisley's art - Arthur Adams art - 80's Garbage Pail
Kids - The Crow - classic Youngblood comics - classic Bloodstrike comics - old 1970's 1980's Marvel Comics - working hard!
Favorite Quote:
"It ain't about how hard you can hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can
take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!" -Rocky Balboa
"It ain't about how hard you can hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can
take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!" -Rocky Balboa
Favorite Websites I love visiting aside from NCU:
www.robliefeld.net
www.totalmortalkombat.com
www.i-mockery.com
www.tformers.com
www.scoundrelpublishing.com/spart
www.pressoblivion.com
www.ebay.com
www.deviantart.com
www.robliefeld.net
www.totalmortalkombat.com
www.i-mockery.com
www.tformers.com
www.scoundrelpublishing.com/spart
www.pressoblivion.com
www.ebay.com
www.deviantart.com
Breaking Me Apart
Favorite Artists:
Simon Bisley, EJ Morges, Sam Kieth, Rob Liefeld, Stephen Platt, Greg Capullo, Angel Medina, Arthur Adams, John
Buscema, Kevin Eastman, John Pound. Jae Lee and the legend Frank Frazetta.
Simon Bisley, EJ Morges, Sam Kieth, Rob Liefeld, Stephen Platt, Greg Capullo, Angel Medina, Arthur Adams, John
Buscema, Kevin Eastman, John Pound. Jae Lee and the legend Frank Frazetta.
Favorite Anime:
I'm not big on anime but I've enjoyed: Perfect Blue, Ge Ge Ge No Kitaro, Ghost In The Shell part 1), Escaflowne,
Spirited Away, Street Fighter 2, Macross: Do You Remember Love, Macross Plus, Steel Angel Kurumi. Everything
else seems like a copy of everything else I've seen as a kid.
I'm not big on anime but I've enjoyed: Perfect Blue, Ge Ge Ge No Kitaro, Ghost In The Shell part 1), Escaflowne,
Spirited Away, Street Fighter 2, Macross: Do You Remember Love, Macross Plus, Steel Angel Kurumi. Everything
else seems like a copy of everything else I've seen as a kid.
Who am I? Why am I here? Does it even matter? Who knows really? Perhaps only I do.
I once lead a very conflicting life. Always having to look for sanctuaries to ease my burdens, my insecurities, if only for a moment, was
something I grew accustomed to in my life. I grew up in a home with a mother and a father who both took care of me up until I was 11
years old when their explosive money and infidelity related arguments broke them apart prior to witnessing my father physically abuse
my mother at least once a week. It was ridiculous and scary at the time. :-/
In the end, I stayed with my mother up until I was reaching 18 years, when her animosity towards my father had grown so great, the
friction between us tore us apart as well. It's like she grew hatred for men. Even if it were her own son...
Needless to say, life had temporarily went completely down hill from here. This was nothing I ever anticipated or was truly ready for.
But it happened and I had no other choice but to keep moving forward. My life was once based on maintaining my morals at peak
levels. I attended private Catholic schools for 9 years, only manifesting my views of life as I once thought it would be.
Unfortunately, it never came to be that way. But I kept moving forward.
Never succumbing to drug offers or whatever...
But when trying to live life on the rougher side of East Los Angeles at the time when the streets were heavily populated by typical
stereotype gangsters, you had to learn how to get by under the radar one way, or another. And let me just say, it wasn't easy.
Being somewhat homeless at 18-20, I slept in a car a few times, friend's homes, and was constantly handcuffed and questioned by
local officers mostly due to me just popping up at the wrong place and at the wrong time . Fist fights with "would-be" young gang
members who were trying to prove themselves, was all the norm around here at the time. Some I won, many I lost. And for those time
that I won, the gang would try to convince me to become a part of their "hood".
I'm not exactly proud of letting this type of information out, but truth is truth. I didn't grow up in a nice neighborhood nor had access or
opportunities others had. But, you can't miss what you never had so, again, I kept moving forward.
Up until about another year was reached, if I'm not mistaken, I finally gave in to the fact that I just couldn't do anymore.
I ended up taking in the pity offer from my step father to stay with him and pay my way through in small portions until I can set my life
back in place. I'm very grateful for the welcome. But it did kill a part of my pride. It was a rough start. I wasn't exactly on his most
favorite list. Being a step son and all, it sometimes felt like I didn't belong there. So, I used to stay out and come back when it was dark.
I always felt I had the ability to absorb energies and became very aware that I was in this "game of life". It was purely up to me to get
my life together and figure out what I wanted to do. This wasn't easy. I had literally no direction, no real family to go to, nor friends I
could call my own. Furthermore, I had to shake off my defensiveness from living a "trust no one" life style in order to take in this new life
idea of mine at the time.
And let me say, it can grow on you like flesh rotting mold.
I had to learn to be positive.
It's funny. I did grow up in East Los Angeles trying to shake off the stupid in me and theres kids out there who grew up in the nice
suburbs trying to learn how to be an urban king. lol... Take my advice. If your looking to get your own butt kicked to learn how to take
life's hardest, do it by going to college and pass those exams! At least you earn something worthwhile instead of just scars and
bruises.
During my 18-19 time line, I was involved in a bad relationship with a girl who was more troublesome than 10 drama queens put
together and me with no idea of just what the hell it was that I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Already pushing 19 years, time was
short and my financial stability was very inconsistent.
Things came to change though. I had met a friend at my former high school when I paid a visit to my former drafting teacher for a little
guidance. It must have been the best thing I could ever do because that's actually where it all started. The art thing.
I didn't take drawing seriously up until i was in my mid 18 years during the turbulence. By 20, I was at a point in my life where i began to
talk differently, dropping most slang words for actual words found in dictionaries. It's amazing. At some point, I was able to see myself
from a distance and say... "who the hell was I then?". But, it's not that I changed on the inside. Only refined myself on the outside.
It is here where I began to take a stand for myself and define who I really was. My beliefs, my passions and my life itself. No more
street lingo. No more self torment. No more feeling like I was worthless. It was time to rock! Nar style! >:-)
I had worked on an old character design I had since high school and created several plots until I came up with something more
feasible in the realm of comics at the time. Using my life as the base and pushing out the most far out concept ideas I could. I've
learned so much through these methods. I felt like I was actually getting smarter. But it was all about my focus. And at this point, it was
sharp!
All this comic book stuff eventually got me into the door after working with UCLA college students with a healthy financial department,
then soon after that, also with one of the most respected and loved artist in the comic book industry, mister Tone Rodriguez, whom
took me in under his wing like a big brother.... ...like a big brother. :-)
Eventually, I became confident of my own abilities and tired of hiding behind a curtain. He saw this. I'm not sure what went through his
mind. It was a strange time for me. Felt like i went through puberty all over again. :P
I wanted to take on my biggest challenge. To actually work on a mainstream book for big top companies like Marvel Comics.
But...
It never happened. Right before I decided to produce sequential packet samples, I've noticed many shady things in the comic industry
that really put me off. Nothing in regards to Marvel. But just everything else outside of that.
My passion soon became my nightmare. And that, was whole new page in my life. :-(
By that time, I've met many aspiring and established artists that I really could not understand. My motivation was passion.
Determination. To get in that ring and win the fight. But not to destroy anyone.
Many I met seemed to look to exist as an element in comics, never to jump in the ring, or to be challenged. And some were in it to
become completely showered with praises and a fan built throne to sit on. :-/
Basically, I had, and still till this day, absolutely nothing in common with other established artists in the industry.
But this isn't always a negative thing. On the contrary, it really made things interesting.
A voice in my head told me that the reason for this being was to place me in my biggest challenge ever. Communication.
Hell, I can't have a comfortable conversation with anyone in the industry without them trying to push their Yoda wisdom on me.
But I guess I bring it out in people from my noobish aura I carry with me, apparently. :p
After a long rough fight to stay involved in what was once a defunct industry, I came to re-animate myself by myself. I grew distant with
many people, but not in a mean or bad way, but rather in the same way a young bird flies from its nest to find its own way. I had to find
my own way.
It's unfortunate that things had to change this way. But hey... In the end, many of you will see, the industry is constantly dealing with
competitiveness and shadiness. Your closest friends can be your worst enemies or vice versa. And that's something I never wanted
to feel again. Because it's a life style not worthy of being called a life.
But not all of this is bad. No sir. This is the game of life. You can choose to be a sneak bastard cheat to win, or a noble hard working
warrior to win inspirationally. And that's where I want to be. I don't care about wether or not I can afford a hot car... it'd be nice, but thats
not my aim for living. In the realm of challenges, I only care about whether or not I can kick your butt fair and square (not literally), and
then shake your hand afterwards with grace. And if I lose... well, i know that would have given it all I got. I will lose to biggest challenge
worth acknowledging.
My life now, is more my own than it ever was. And I'm much happier because of it. When I smile. Its real. :-)
I've accomplished a lot and experienced a life time of wonderful things. Constantly re-creating myself but still anchored to my beliefs.
My struggles are still great, but I've grown a tough shell with a gentle and soft to the touch, exterior. I don't want to scare people off after
all. Haha. Ehm, I'm harmless. :-]
I'm back in my element working harder than ever before and finally got to produce some Marvel related work you can see now on my
main page within the sketch card dumpster. Eventually, I will have to edit this entry when I add more power work to my roster.
Everything is going as planned. The fruit is ripe for the picking and my hands are clawing. It really is time to rock.
I love drawing. I never understood why. I love toys. They intrigue me. Games. Always fun. I mean, all that stuff, I'm like a big kid
sometimes. It's what I call "a get away". While other choose to drink and smoke their problems, I collect, play games and create my
own nonsense :-]. I'm not here to judge either. Who's to say what I do is healthy or normal? It just feels right to me.
But never confuse me for someone who hasn't grown up mentally. Again.. My life started off very differently and changed rather
dramatically. Some people think I'm a very sheltered person... Other's know the truth.
I just want what I thought I could never have. My own life.
And I think I feel it in my grip now. Its time to take it the distance and reach the stars. And inspire others to do the same. Because you
can do anything. ANYTHING. Don't question. Just do it. DO IT.
Rock on!
-Nar
I once lead a very conflicting life. Always having to look for sanctuaries to ease my burdens, my insecurities, if only for a moment, was
something I grew accustomed to in my life. I grew up in a home with a mother and a father who both took care of me up until I was 11
years old when their explosive money and infidelity related arguments broke them apart prior to witnessing my father physically abuse
my mother at least once a week. It was ridiculous and scary at the time. :-/
In the end, I stayed with my mother up until I was reaching 18 years, when her animosity towards my father had grown so great, the
friction between us tore us apart as well. It's like she grew hatred for men. Even if it were her own son...
Needless to say, life had temporarily went completely down hill from here. This was nothing I ever anticipated or was truly ready for.
But it happened and I had no other choice but to keep moving forward. My life was once based on maintaining my morals at peak
levels. I attended private Catholic schools for 9 years, only manifesting my views of life as I once thought it would be.
Unfortunately, it never came to be that way. But I kept moving forward.
Never succumbing to drug offers or whatever...
But when trying to live life on the rougher side of East Los Angeles at the time when the streets were heavily populated by typical
stereotype gangsters, you had to learn how to get by under the radar one way, or another. And let me just say, it wasn't easy.
Being somewhat homeless at 18-20, I slept in a car a few times, friend's homes, and was constantly handcuffed and questioned by
local officers mostly due to me just popping up at the wrong place and at the wrong time . Fist fights with "would-be" young gang
members who were trying to prove themselves, was all the norm around here at the time. Some I won, many I lost. And for those time
that I won, the gang would try to convince me to become a part of their "hood".
I'm not exactly proud of letting this type of information out, but truth is truth. I didn't grow up in a nice neighborhood nor had access or
opportunities others had. But, you can't miss what you never had so, again, I kept moving forward.
Up until about another year was reached, if I'm not mistaken, I finally gave in to the fact that I just couldn't do anymore.
I ended up taking in the pity offer from my step father to stay with him and pay my way through in small portions until I can set my life
back in place. I'm very grateful for the welcome. But it did kill a part of my pride. It was a rough start. I wasn't exactly on his most
favorite list. Being a step son and all, it sometimes felt like I didn't belong there. So, I used to stay out and come back when it was dark.
I always felt I had the ability to absorb energies and became very aware that I was in this "game of life". It was purely up to me to get
my life together and figure out what I wanted to do. This wasn't easy. I had literally no direction, no real family to go to, nor friends I
could call my own. Furthermore, I had to shake off my defensiveness from living a "trust no one" life style in order to take in this new life
idea of mine at the time.
And let me say, it can grow on you like flesh rotting mold.
I had to learn to be positive.
It's funny. I did grow up in East Los Angeles trying to shake off the stupid in me and theres kids out there who grew up in the nice
suburbs trying to learn how to be an urban king. lol... Take my advice. If your looking to get your own butt kicked to learn how to take
life's hardest, do it by going to college and pass those exams! At least you earn something worthwhile instead of just scars and
bruises.
During my 18-19 time line, I was involved in a bad relationship with a girl who was more troublesome than 10 drama queens put
together and me with no idea of just what the hell it was that I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Already pushing 19 years, time was
short and my financial stability was very inconsistent.
Things came to change though. I had met a friend at my former high school when I paid a visit to my former drafting teacher for a little
guidance. It must have been the best thing I could ever do because that's actually where it all started. The art thing.
I didn't take drawing seriously up until i was in my mid 18 years during the turbulence. By 20, I was at a point in my life where i began to
talk differently, dropping most slang words for actual words found in dictionaries. It's amazing. At some point, I was able to see myself
from a distance and say... "who the hell was I then?". But, it's not that I changed on the inside. Only refined myself on the outside.
It is here where I began to take a stand for myself and define who I really was. My beliefs, my passions and my life itself. No more
street lingo. No more self torment. No more feeling like I was worthless. It was time to rock! Nar style! >:-)
I had worked on an old character design I had since high school and created several plots until I came up with something more
feasible in the realm of comics at the time. Using my life as the base and pushing out the most far out concept ideas I could. I've
learned so much through these methods. I felt like I was actually getting smarter. But it was all about my focus. And at this point, it was
sharp!
All this comic book stuff eventually got me into the door after working with UCLA college students with a healthy financial department,
then soon after that, also with one of the most respected and loved artist in the comic book industry, mister Tone Rodriguez, whom
took me in under his wing like a big brother.... ...like a big brother. :-)
Eventually, I became confident of my own abilities and tired of hiding behind a curtain. He saw this. I'm not sure what went through his
mind. It was a strange time for me. Felt like i went through puberty all over again. :P
I wanted to take on my biggest challenge. To actually work on a mainstream book for big top companies like Marvel Comics.
But...
It never happened. Right before I decided to produce sequential packet samples, I've noticed many shady things in the comic industry
that really put me off. Nothing in regards to Marvel. But just everything else outside of that.
My passion soon became my nightmare. And that, was whole new page in my life. :-(
By that time, I've met many aspiring and established artists that I really could not understand. My motivation was passion.
Determination. To get in that ring and win the fight. But not to destroy anyone.
Many I met seemed to look to exist as an element in comics, never to jump in the ring, or to be challenged. And some were in it to
become completely showered with praises and a fan built throne to sit on. :-/
Basically, I had, and still till this day, absolutely nothing in common with other established artists in the industry.
But this isn't always a negative thing. On the contrary, it really made things interesting.
A voice in my head told me that the reason for this being was to place me in my biggest challenge ever. Communication.
Hell, I can't have a comfortable conversation with anyone in the industry without them trying to push their Yoda wisdom on me.
But I guess I bring it out in people from my noobish aura I carry with me, apparently. :p
After a long rough fight to stay involved in what was once a defunct industry, I came to re-animate myself by myself. I grew distant with
many people, but not in a mean or bad way, but rather in the same way a young bird flies from its nest to find its own way. I had to find
my own way.
It's unfortunate that things had to change this way. But hey... In the end, many of you will see, the industry is constantly dealing with
competitiveness and shadiness. Your closest friends can be your worst enemies or vice versa. And that's something I never wanted
to feel again. Because it's a life style not worthy of being called a life.
But not all of this is bad. No sir. This is the game of life. You can choose to be a sneak bastard cheat to win, or a noble hard working
warrior to win inspirationally. And that's where I want to be. I don't care about wether or not I can afford a hot car... it'd be nice, but thats
not my aim for living. In the realm of challenges, I only care about whether or not I can kick your butt fair and square (not literally), and
then shake your hand afterwards with grace. And if I lose... well, i know that would have given it all I got. I will lose to biggest challenge
worth acknowledging.
My life now, is more my own than it ever was. And I'm much happier because of it. When I smile. Its real. :-)
I've accomplished a lot and experienced a life time of wonderful things. Constantly re-creating myself but still anchored to my beliefs.
My struggles are still great, but I've grown a tough shell with a gentle and soft to the touch, exterior. I don't want to scare people off after
all. Haha. Ehm, I'm harmless. :-]
I'm back in my element working harder than ever before and finally got to produce some Marvel related work you can see now on my
main page within the sketch card dumpster. Eventually, I will have to edit this entry when I add more power work to my roster.
Everything is going as planned. The fruit is ripe for the picking and my hands are clawing. It really is time to rock.
I love drawing. I never understood why. I love toys. They intrigue me. Games. Always fun. I mean, all that stuff, I'm like a big kid
sometimes. It's what I call "a get away". While other choose to drink and smoke their problems, I collect, play games and create my
own nonsense :-]. I'm not here to judge either. Who's to say what I do is healthy or normal? It just feels right to me.
But never confuse me for someone who hasn't grown up mentally. Again.. My life started off very differently and changed rather
dramatically. Some people think I'm a very sheltered person... Other's know the truth.
I just want what I thought I could never have. My own life.
And I think I feel it in my grip now. Its time to take it the distance and reach the stars. And inspire others to do the same. Because you
can do anything. ANYTHING. Don't question. Just do it. DO IT.
Rock on!
-Nar
Would you like to link up? You can find me in these net locations! I look forward to meeting you.
Favorite Cartoons:
Tom and Jerry, The Real Ghostbusters, Beetlejuice, Looney Toons, Transformers, Garbage Pail Kids, Attack Of The
Killer Tomatoes, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Toxic Crusaders and classic Spiderman & Friends! Yeah!! :)
Tom and Jerry, The Real Ghostbusters, Beetlejuice, Looney Toons, Transformers, Garbage Pail Kids, Attack Of The
Killer Tomatoes, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Toxic Crusaders and classic Spiderman & Friends! Yeah!! :)
A quick run through my life
