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Carl Scott Lindley

Artist, Designer and Sculptor.  

Carl Scott Lindley was born March 12 1969 in Terre Haute Indiana at Union Hospital.  Just a few days after his birth his parents took him home to Marshall Illinois where he would live until age 18. His formative years were spent riding his bicycle, chasing girls and drawing picture. Preferring even numbers to odd he added kissing girls to the list. He grew up in a small gray house with his brother and two sisters on the corner Second and Cherry. Scott was the oldest of four kids and the first to lose his hair. Still to this day his siblings have full heads of hair which he deeply regrets.
In the summer on 1988 Scott would leave home to attend college at Olivet Nazarene University. It was his intention to study art and become the Leonardo Deviancy of the Midwest. A year and a half later he would leave Olivet and transferred to Eastern Illinois University. There he had the opportunity to meet his future wife and graduate not just once but twice with degrees in art. He would late us the two diplomas he received to light a small fire that would keep him warm on a cold winters night.
The art world wasn’t a friendly place and Scott found himself in a foreign land (Richmond Virginia) with only the love of his life Barbara by his side. Later he would become a carpenter and then after that a boring junior executive. He was on a downward spiral until he meets a man named Uncle Pork Chop. Uncle Pork Chop renamed Carl Scott Lindley and gave him a new identity. He called him Cornbread and the artist sola was revived. The layer of dirt and executive crud fell from his body. He was reborn and ready to move on.  He would pack a large moving van and travel back to Illinois from his foreign occupation. He would meet the Walldogs in Jacksonville IL in 2006 and he knew this group of cartoon caricatures was the type people he belonged with. From that event on Cornbread has traveled the Midwest with his beautiful wife and their two wonderful kids painting with the Walldogs one town at a time.
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