I was born at an unknown date sometime in the fall of 1893 in a village in the South of France. The son of a blacksmith I worked with my family until my untimely death in 1909. Killed by mortar fire during world war I. I was later reincarnated in the seldom explored black swamps of Missouri. Raised by a bootlegger I learned to hustle for money at a very young age. When I wasn't making a dime playing the game I have always been interested in art. I've painted, drawn, sculpted and played music for my whole life. I've always been creative and love tattooing and the history of it. I am very much a traditionalist and believe that you'll never know where you're going if you don't know where you've come from.