Jeral Tidwell

From the start I was on the run, given freedom of expression from my first breath. I was born in 1969 in sunny Southern California of two rebellious teenagers running from the restricted small town atmosphere of Northern Louisiana. Since teenagers with a newborn can only run so long, I was brought up in the swamps of Louisiana. As an infant I had no interest in learning to talk, communicating with gestures that what I really wanted was a pencil; so a cheap roll of butcher paper and a box of crayons became my baby sitter. From that point there was no turning back, art became my life.