So about twenty years ago I gave up on painting - and got into terrible debt after buying a load of camera gear!
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
In July of 2010, I lost my finance job in Chicago. Instead of updating my resume and looking for a similar job, I decided to forget about money and have a go at something I truly enjoyed. I'd purchased a semi-professional camera earlier that year and spent my free time taking photos in downtown Chicago.
Painting pictures didn't make me a lot of money. I have to eat.
I did painting before I did photography.
Actually, when I first started dabbling in photography, I was still working for my parents as a salesman.
I was extravagant in the matter of cameras - anything photographic - I had to have the best. But that was to further my work. In most things I have gone along with the plainest - or without.
As soon as I can afford a studio space, I'll paint again.
I grew up as a photo nut. Every Christmas I would get a new camera. It's a huge part of my life.
I had some money, I made the best paintings ever. I was completely reclusive, worked a lot, took a lot of drugs. I was awful to people.
I never stopped making pictures. There were times when more of my income was coming from other sources, and I had to devote more time to television and movies and records.
Around 1980, I went back to painting with a vengeance.