When I was in high school my art teacher specifically told me what I did wasn& #39;t art. That discouraged me from trying to get any formal training. I grew up on comics, cartoons, and album covers. That is my art. That& #39;s all the art some people know.

Then I always thought if I got that one cover, that one shirt design, or that one image caught on and I would be set. Boy, did reality slap the fuck outta me. It& #39;s a constant hustle. I sleep maybe 3 hours a night, and before I even get out of bed I push my art.

The last post of the night before I pass out is pushing art. I exclusively push my art with little to no commentary on http://instagram.com/jrockamongus .">https://instagram.com/jrockamon... I& #39;ve done over 40 pieces in the past month. Well over 100 this year. Still in a hole, and it started raining. Now the water is rising.

I don& #39;t know how I could be anymore active. I& #39;ve often been criticized for being lazy, but fuck. Anyways, my point is life is hard. You see these people get lucky ans make it but it& #39;s rare. It& #39;s not even a healthy dream to have unless you are prepared for a life of defeat.

But people that have never lost aren& #39;t people of very high fortitude. They end up like our President. I don& #39;t want to be famous. I don& #39;t want to be rich. I just want to be able to survive and not have to bust my ass lining the pockets of some asshole I& #39;ll never meet.