Way back in high school, like most boys I thought the reason I couldn’t get a date was because of my acne. I found out much later that it was because of my personality, which is far worse than acne. So I spent the greater part of college trying to actually obtain a personality, and I’m happy to say it worked… sort of. I’m now engaged to a wonderful woman (who sometimes edits these blogs, but obviously not lately) that I enjoy spending lots of time with. Unfortunately, the reason I became the artist I am today was my personality and lack of interest in human beings. It’s a catch 22, and now I find myself between happy husband / lame artist, and recluse / gifted artist. I feel like this is something I should figure out before I have kids, but I’m not sure if it can be figured out, or if I’m going to be stuck between the two for the rest of my life. I want badly to be a happy husband and gifted artist.

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