Igor was born an artist – he got that from his mother’s side of the family, but unlike the other children he never drew butterflies or smiley faces or sunrises. This Igor kid was sorta’ creepy.

As a tike in Delaware, he played the organ, carved tombstones with his grandfather, and inherited a love of fast cars from his dad. He screwed off in school and only found solace when he was painting the Stray Cats logo on the back of his jean jacket or spraying flames on a buddy’s truck in the school parking lot. A ‘68 Camaro became his first true love, at least until it got run over by a tanker truck. READ MORE @ IgorsCustom.com