About five years ago, I was happy with a fair amount of legitimately earned dough. I imagine one expects the next development to be ‘and then I blew it all and now i’m broke’ – it’s not; though it was the case once. At times my credit card hangs by a thread, and I’ve developed an active fear of viewing my balance. I suppose this is just financial future-phobia mixed with a compulsion to envision the worst case scenario. It was only in the past year that I truly committed myself to being an artist, and as such, put all aspirations of wealth out of my mind.