Art is subjective. A work may offend some while others may think it's most brilliant.  Some people find beauty in pretty things -like flowers, princesses and happiness.  While others have darker visions of beauty -like pain, nightmares and death.  So it is only a matter of finding the right audience, be at the right time at the right place, know the right people.

Art is a passion and natural for some, while others say there is not a bone of creativity in them.  Some people say I'm lucky to have this talent while sometimes I feel cursed, for a life of an artist is usually a struggling one.

It is human nature to lust fame and fortune, to do what you love and get paid handsomely for it.  So Hope is my drug to keep working on zombie  jobs to feed my art -in hopes of winning the lottery someday...hopefully before I turn senile, insane or dead.