2020, amiright? But as fun as it may be to simply ascribe all of our problems to the calendar year, the truth is, this is where we are. It is up to you to vote it away. Please vote! That was my public service announcement. I will now continue to write about myself for the remainder of this blog. Side note: I had an interesting discussion with a friend of mine recently about narcissism and the artist. I don't think I'm a narcissist, and yet here I am with a blog about myself in the art and not necessarily the art in myself . Perhaps technology and social media has made narcissists of us all? Or maybe that's a cop out. I don't believe that I am a narcissist (but what narcissist does?) but I know that I used to be at least that, if not a fucking dick. Those who knew me in my twenties can probably attest to this. My life is filled with many regrets and much shame. Most of that takes place between the ages of 20 to 28. But I digress writing about my past.