We haven't much out here for a clinically insane 21 year old man child. Not in ol' Virginy. (Nor apparently for my friend, a few years younger, and slightly less insane, as he can hold a job.)
And it is too dificult to get around without a license and having lost your car, only a bike and pneumoniac lungs to get you from point A to B. Easier said than done when everything real is thirty miles away in any direction.
So, my friend and I are starting an art studio. Yeah. Cause we're that lacking in talent and/or acclaim, but that willing to sell out.

I paint now. Oils mostly. Okay... The two paintings I have done were oils on canvas, done by pallette knife. I also have a [mostly] White Rabbit named GREGCOMMATHEBUNNY, or Greg for short. Also may as well be said to have a cat. Though, it seems I am more her pet than she is mine. With no expenses, it ain't bad for a guy living out of a camper dodging the penal system.

I'll be sure to update you all about the store when I can, and to post my drawings and paintings if the power doesn't get switched off.
Typing blind.
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