Illustrator, photographer, artist, an old friend of mine, Joe Scordo. There is nothing about his work I do not like. It never fails to intrigue me. His photos trigger scenes of my own, open portals to characters and setting unknown to me until the point of contact with my eyes. For instance, a few months ago, Joe posted pictures on his blog, Things From My Face, which revealed the ending of my novel to me. I believe if Joe keeps making art at the pace and quality he is now, there is nothing to stop him from opening the eyes of so many others
