Mark Hein, a poet and painter, began making art on a fog-swept hill in San Francisco. After traveling the world, raising a family, and working as a teacher, journalist, and psychotherapist, he makes art in a wooded canyon in Los Angeles.
“In my youth, I thought I'd be a writer of prose. I was a great admirer of short stories, and my mother wrote several very good ones. But only a few of my stories, half-memoirs, have emerged. Still, I feel at this end of life like I may be doing more of them...”