Artist | Professional | Traditional Art
Born in the Year of Our Lord Nineteen Hundred and Seventy Nine, the stalwart bohemian, Tracy Yardley [!] survived his formative years amid the barren, untamed wastelands of southern Illinois, fending off the savage depredations of the local barbarian inhabitants. Seizing upon a stroke of fortune, Tracy tagged along with a band of transient wayfarers bound for the sweltering shores of the American South in the prison state of Georgia. There, among the verdant festoons of Spanish moss and the reek of fetid swamps and noxious paper manufacturers, Tracy was inducted into the clandestine ranks of the art instruction syndicate know to polite society as The Savannah College of Art and Design.
It was among these notorious charlatans that Tracy was versed in the ways of the comic book. Pencil, ink, Bristol board; these were his tools, storytelling his trade. But alas, before he could find means of displaying his talents to the world, he was shanghaied by a vicious crew of coastal pirates! For a harrowing year, Tracy was forced to labor at the sweeps of their buccaneer vessel as they plied the coast in search of battle and plunder. Though, by daring, much buckle and a liberal smattering of swash, our wayward artsmith managed to escape into the heart of the heretical land of Orlando, Florida. In subhuman conditions, Tracy was pressed into service in the family entertainment gulags of Walt Disney World and Universal Studios. Under the merciless whips of his overseers, Tracy was made to endure harsh menial labor and the torturous ordeal of drawing caricatures of visiting bourgeois masses and their mewling brats. Such deprivation and struggle was more than he could bear, and resolved to forge ahead and embrace the artistic destiny that he knew in his heart of hearts was ordained for him.
Risking all, Tracy smuggled himself back to the festering heat of Savannah, Georgia where he labored in earnest to bring his artistic visions to the world while toiling for a provincial petroleum potentate to procure his scanty sustenance . At last, his many tribulations yielded the fruits of victory! Tracy had made pacts with Tokyopop to produce the graphic novel series entitled Riding Shotgun and with Archie Comics to chronicle the comic book adventures of the Japanese video game paragon, Sonic the Hedgehog. At the same time, Tracy had found true love in the beguiling vixen Megan McKay, and took her for his wife. They and their horde of brilliant though socially inept children, often surly of mouth and snotty of face, now reside in Rincon, Georgia where Tracy crafts his visions for all the world to see and enjoy, knowing that his hard fought artistic triumph will stand as a lasting legacy throughout generations to come.