what's a job?
that said, i worked a lot. moved into my own place after jerome graduated. a one bedroom apartment. i used the bedroom as my studio. all charcoal all the time...
the work reflected the uncertainty of the (my) future. i watched the talking heads movie, true stories, more than a few times.
in the beginning
a boy's dream
golden calf- the creation
my thesis paper was really a bunch of bullshit. in hindsight, the body of work centered on my insecurities as a young man heading out into the real world, finally not being supported by the realm of academia.
i would move on from this dark body of work after spending the summer 'teaching" at a summer camp. some of the fun would come back into my work. and stay there.