that I was going to the comic bookstore, they wouldn’t care. They’d think, ‘oh, this guy is going there to buy some cartoons, PG-13 stuff.’” Santanu’s folks were as oblivious to their son’s early penchant for subversive content as they were to his lucrative business hustle. He copied the most graphic covers and sold them for a fast buck around school to get his hands on more comics and fit in. Soon, he swapped sketching comics for drawing characters, like Eddie from Iron Maiden in various forms and his favorite album covers from Megadeth and word got out about his pen game. By the time he hit his teens, he was in high demand. “I was getting better at it. All my friends had bands. I always wanted to be in the band but I didn’t have the talent for it, so I thought maybe I’ll just make the album cover. I figured I’ll be in the shows like ‘I’m with the band!’” I did it for a few beers, admission to shows and purely out of love for the music. I loved the whole scene that was happening and now I felt like I contributed to it.” he beams. Growing up, there were a lot of issues with militants and terrorism in his hometown. There was poverty, drugs, and violence—the perfect combination for a punk mindset. “I would say that was my most rebellious time as a teenager and the one that’s stuck with me the most. It was the start of me discovering what the color black represented, and my love for it. As metal kids, we dressed in black all the time. We had a lot of independent shows happening in small, rundown venues. All packed with kids just wildin’ out. There was a lot of alcohol, a lot of substances. I was either getting into fights or beaten up in mosh pits, breaking barricades, crazy stuff.” Pen and paper were calling, but Santanu didn’t know how to answer.
I had no idea how big this art thing would get. I never believed that I could make something out of it because where I grew up and in the kind of society that I was living in...they had no exposure to it. They had no idea that you could make a living by being an artist, designer or visual artist. All this was a hobby and I was conditioned to believe that. In India, if I said to my parents: ‘I want to be an artist’, they would just whack me and say, ‘what’s the point of that? Do something more meaningful!’ and those are the kind of stereotypes I battled. I had to fight almost all my life. I had to prove that wrong.”
That time would come; but first Santanu followed his father’s footsteps and went to college to pursue mechanical engineering. “I was always into science. I thought I’d do good. But when I joined college, I started getting more exposed to art and what happens outside the little bubble I’d existed in. I slowly became aware of all the opportunities I could pursue with this talent.” But just as his mind opened, his creative spirit began shutting down. “I was miserable with my engineering degree be-