Don’t You Hate it When…


Those of you who know me will know me for an artist. Whether I’m any good, I’ll leave in the middle, but I am most deaf!initely an artist! This is how I define myself. I’ll keep on making art till I die and it makes no never mind if I ever get to be famous and/or successful. (Although it would be nice, of course…)

At the minute I happen to work as an administrative clerk for a social housing project, cause it pays the rent, as you do. When people ask me what I do, I tell them I’m an oil painter and a writer, but I’m working in administration. Once every too often, someone will say: “Painting, hunhh, now that’s a fine hobby!”

Regardless of the fact that I would dearly like to strangle them, I have stopped replying to this insult. But… don’t you just effin’ hate it when that happens!?

Thank you for taking the time to read my little rant. Don’t let it spoil your day and happy art-making, yawl!


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