Hailing from the outer deserts of New Mexico, The Kid was born to a father considered one of the last true "lawmen of the caliche" and a mother who ran her own illustrious traveling carnival, having become notorious as a whisperer of the most dangerous animals of the wild, including that of taming lions. As a child he made humble wages after school aiding the town's projectionist of the local "one screen" cinema with the removal of the "mature moments" of popular films to be better suited for family audiences, by the traditional hand marking and splicing of celluloid, while running it through an old Moviola. That was until the theater became the site of the infamous final showdown between his father, the last surviving lawmen of the town (essentially two deputized war veterans turned cattle ranchers) and the mercilessly violent McCaffey Gang; a band of vicious generational outlaws known for atrocities on both sides of the border, ravenous to finally collect on an old blood debt. After a shoot out which lasted a full night, and left all but the Kid's pa dead in a bloody public tomb, the theater burned to the ground and all The Kid's re-edited film reels with it. Having no means to make films himself.... The Kid turned to painting standard canvas size pictures from memories of all the films he'd seen, shot by shot; having his pallette influenced by the original Production Designers and Cinematographers of each respective film themselves, but then reimagined by the rich colors of the naked southwestern desolation and their vivid brilliance across a rising or setting sky. These very rare early paintings are rumored to be in the upwards amount of thousands of canvases and are said to be scattered within the most personal halls of studio execs and creative icons alike, across the US. The Kid has been hailed as one of the most mythical and prolific "ghost Editors and Colorists" of the film industry, having had his hands in the cutting or coloring of some of the greatest known works of national and international cinema. He and his family currently have multiple residences domestically and abroad but always considers the lonesome desert his heart's home and where his soul rests and forever resides. When he isn't editing or color grading films, he enjoys globe trotting for adventure with his wife (anthropologist, travel correspondent and activist) Chumani Wichahpi (Lakota Sioux for "Dew Drops of the Stars"), their four children Abas, Kahana, Mika, Taarah and their beagle Jules. Due to Chumani's heritage of being both Afghani and Lakota Sioux, they make educating people on the beauty and importance of both cultures a focus.