Once, my boss asked me to draw a portrait of his children, but I didn’t want to do it. In order to draw a picture, I have to WANT to draw it. I can’t spend three or four hours huddled over a piece of paper if there’s no passion in my heart. I’m not a picture machine.
But my boss kept hounding me. When I reluctantly agreed to draw his children, he gave me a tiny photo of them. I could barely see their faces at all. In fact, the kids didn’t even appear to have noses. My boss didn’t seem to understand that I needed to SEE the kids in order to draw them.
Since then, I’ve learned how to say no to people. It’s one of the greatest skills I’ve ever learned. My life is so much easier now.
This book is more than a grumpy rant. It’s a story about coping with annoying people. How to Make an Artist Miserable is available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle.
© 2015 Matthew David Curry. All rights reserved.
I’ve mostly been occupied with writing lately, but I did draw a portrait of my friend Indra the other day. My new book is almost finished. I’ll post of a photo of the cover soon. Hope you’re having a good year so far.
I drew a picture of Steve Harvey recently. I was sitting next to my turntable in the wee hours of the night, listening to a Christmas record and drinking a can of Monster energy. I’ve wanted to draw Steve Harvey for a long time. I like watching him on the internet, especially his parachute speech.
You can see more of my drawings on my other blog, The Chia Pet Circus.
I took a break from writing last week and drew a few pictures. One is a portrait of a TV horror host named Dr. Paul Bearer. (His real name was Dick Bennick.) I watched him on Channel 44 in Tampa, Florida when I was little. I also drew my old classmate Julie Hammit Tanner playing flag football. The third drawing is another school friend named Brittany Singleton.
You can see more of my drawings on my Facebook page, facebook.com/curryart.
A couple of years ago, I did a colored pencil drawing of a giant alien standing in front of a store, reaching for an old blue pickup truck like it’s a toy. The store is a real place. I pass by the Pay n Tote regularly. It’s actually a gas station, but I left out the gas pumps in my drawing because there just wasn’t enough room for them.
The drawing is my homage to the weird little town where I live. I first stumbled into this community when I was twenty-one. I didn’t think I would stay here long, but I’ve lived here for several years now. There are many things I don’t like about the place. Like the crystal meth problem. And my demented neighbor who likes to dig in my garbage. But I do like the scenery here. It’s a classic American small town with old brick buildings, diners, rusty pickup trucks, and family-owned gas stations. I feel like I’m walking around in a Norman Rockwell painting or a Garrison Keillor story.
The alien picture is available on a coffee mug in my CafePress store. You’ll also find several posters, mugs, and other items featuring my drawings.
Thanks for reading.