Life was good.
Little did we know that things would get crazy. Both my children became addicts, only one survived.
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Artists must be selfish to succeed
Art, Ego, and the Cost of Greatness A photographer was chatting with one of my collectors recently and mentioned their discussion about how ...
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Since the death of my precious son, Adam, my priorities have changed. I realize that I have been selfish, foolish, and delusional. I am ob... -
The older I get, the more life resembles my childhood, and with all this free time, I am returning to familiar pastimes. Painting, plants, ...
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