The Business.
11 years ago
As many of you may have guessed by now, this illustration stuff isn't my "day job". If I had the kind of time I really need to do my art, I'd have to be pretty much totally unemployed. No, my career is high end electronics, and it puts me in sometimes intimate contact with all sorts of folks who have the kind of money many of us must imagine God might have, if he needed money… Whether they be dealers of our gear, or customers, I get to see the other side of the fence A LOT. A couple weekends ago, I went to such a place as a guest- kind of like the way Mozart was often found sharing space with the folks who loved music, so am I.
Its hard not to look at your own life and find it… wanting, for lack of a better word, after spending the weekend tooling around in your host's brand new Ferrari FF, or the F12, or the Maserati "daily driver". The food is good, too. Somehow, even the Costco chocolate covered raisins they offered seem exotic and special when you are eating them seated at the end of a brown Tourmaline and Labradorite covered kitchen island that is longer than my entire house and cost 6 times as much.
It must be nice to be able to afford what I build. Funny how the cobbler's kids never have shoes, isn't it?
Its hard not to look at your own life and find it… wanting, for lack of a better word, after spending the weekend tooling around in your host's brand new Ferrari FF, or the F12, or the Maserati "daily driver". The food is good, too. Somehow, even the Costco chocolate covered raisins they offered seem exotic and special when you are eating them seated at the end of a brown Tourmaline and Labradorite covered kitchen island that is longer than my entire house and cost 6 times as much.
It must be nice to be able to afford what I build. Funny how the cobbler's kids never have shoes, isn't it?
I guard beach houses for a living...