A bartender in Houston, Texas who spends his spare time painting, fighting his beloved wife for his sanity, and idolizing his ride-or-die, an American shorthair named Fritz. His work reflects the comic book and popular culture influences of his youth, mainly manifesting those influences into a lot of cheap, visual thrills, maybe some smut. His art friends, who are all way better than he is, keep on telling him to byte the bullet and move into the digital age and start using computers, but Nick is pretty sure they should get off his case, as he only recently learned how to fucking paint, so get of my damn back about it, I'll get there eventually when I learn how to not stare at my hand like it's the Book of Revelation when I draw... He was born in Waco during the Cold War, and likes to work in themes of the occult, counter culture, and hero worship.