During the 80's, I fell
ever so deeply in love and decided to get married. I put aside all of my thoughts of
becoming a "Fine Artist" and went to school to learn Pictorial Illustration. After a stint in advertising, and another in
design, I finally ended up working in NYC as the Art Director for a book publishing
company. It was a fairy tale come true.
But, I had stopped painting. I
had stopped creating. Something was wrong in paradise. Something was wrong inside,
and to quote myself from before, "Oh, the pain I put her through when I tried to
remove it." And so, in the 90's, my beautiful wife and I divorced. |
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