Who is the Pajamarai?
It’s 1988. Reagan is president, hair is big. N.W.A. says “F√©k the Police,” and a mustachioed Italian plumber wears a raccoon tail to save a princess. A baby boy is born just outside of Philadelphia. He’s soft, chubby, and lactose-intolerant.
His name is Nick Velardi, the Pajamarai.
In his early years he develops a knack for drawing (mostly monsters and spaceships) and a keen taste for moving images (mostly cartoons and Xena: Warrior Princess) As a grown man, he is no longer soft or chubby and is fully tolerant of milk, thank you very much.
Nick lives by the sea with his wife, daughter, cat, dog, and tarantula, and makes his living as a designer for Spitball Advertising in Red Bank, NJ. At Spitball, he’s worked on campaigns and creative projects for a diverse range of clients, including Cholula Hot Sauce, iCIMS, and Rutgers University Athletics to name just a few. He keeps his sanity making things of all kinds wherever he goes. (still many monsters and the occasional spaceship) You’ll find those sorts of things right here among his personal and freelance commissioned work.
Please enjoy as irresponsibly as you like and drop him a line if you'd like to talk pictures, punk, or politics... or if you have an idea for a mess you'd like to make together.
Cheers. Create & Evolve.