“Hi, my name is Erik Foss. And here’s the important shit. I was born in Chicago Ill. March 16th, 1973. I had an older brother, but he died. I now have a twin brother. He’s a dick; so we don’t talk any more. My dad was a drunken, womanizing, child/wife beating, molesting piece of shit. He’s dead. I learned most of life’s lessons from watching him fail. I was raised by my mom and grandmother. I love, respect, cherish, and hold them in the highest esteem. My mother is the strongest person I know. I was baptized catholic. If I hadn’t found music and skateboarding when I did I would be dead. I grew up in a tailor park. I moved to New York in 1996. I didn’t go to college. I started drawing when I was 8. My dad’s bartender was my biggest artistic influence. I’m 6’4 and 175 pounds. I have tattoos; they all tell a story. My art tells stories.

I opened a bar to support myself, and it funds my art career. I opened a gallery to expose artists. My favorite band is Slayer. My favorite writer and human is Carlo McCormick. Carlo is my life teacher and mentor. Without Carlo, I wouldn’t be where I am today. I love life and plan on being in New York for as long as I am alive. I have been sober for 4 years May 1st. I have broken 7 bones and lost 2 teeth. I overdosed once while sniffing Oxycodone. My studio is on Bowery right across the street from Dash Snow’s old studio. Dash was my friend, and I miss him very much. He was a shining light in my life. I hate heroin! Without my friends, I’d be lost. I’m heterosexual. I’m dyslexic. I’m tone deaf. I have a lazy eye. I ware glasses/contacts. I sleep, eat, and am late always. I believe that your name and reputation is all a man has.

There it is, thats me in a nut shell. I hope this tells you a bit about me. I make art and will till the day i die.”