Conor Byrne

I tell visual stories and make images that arrest your attention.

Awash in patterns and textures, each illustration contains a busy, breathing world. Your eye latches on to a face, a figure, a dragon! And the story begins, the situation growing more dire the longer you look. A wizard in the window, a hit man in the shadows, a sasquatch in the garden! The perspective warping as your eye moves across the page like a panning movie camera, up the stairs, below the dock, through the trees. And as you conclude the story, you realize there was a lizard on a rock that was watching the whole time, a rat struggling to pull itself out of the river, a family of raccoons pilfering the refrigerator.

You raise an eyebrow and hear yourself say “…huh.” as your eye returns back to that first character and the story spins ‘round again.

A lifelong artist, never far from my sketchbook.

By 10 years old I was studying Tex Avery and Chuck Jones. At 12, Bill Waterson had convinced me to pick up some How To books. Soon after I was writing my own versions of The Mummy or the Abominable Snowman, based heavily on a Scooby Doo or Johnny Quest episode.

I went to School of Visual Arts, majoring in Graphic Design and Motion Graphics, learning to organize a composition for clear communication and then how to make it move.

From the Bronx and living in Westchester, NY, you can usually find me running around between life drawing sessions, comic conventions, used book stores, and art galleries.