Mark Brown

Hailing from the northernmost parts of Italy in the basil scented rooftops of sweet sweet Verona, Mark Brown ( a handsome half-breed italeeun) wields his animation trade with renaissance-worthy precision and skill.

Trained by the most venerated of venetian masters, he wields his pen and stylus in the old wooden, candlelit attic he calls home, astride an old harpsichord and a trusty golden retriever.

He listens carefully for either the call of a client in need of artistic assistance, or the dreaded broomstick of his hateful landlady, ever waiting to evict his penniless soul.