This book’s cover does not match the story within. I have always been judged by my appearance. Being a bigger guy, bearded, and covered in tattoos (and used to be piercings too), I have been mistaken for some sort of mean biker to be avoided. I have had people cross the street so they didn’t have to walk by me. I’ve even been denied job opportunities because I didn’t fit the “company image”. I’ve never owned a bike, nor does my artwork express anything more than a passion for different artistic views. I have already seen a shift in culture where tattoos, some piercings, and beards have become acceptable in most workplaces. I’m pushing forward to see the day my mixed-race family can be more accepted walking down the street too.