You Might Be an Artist If.

A Girl Who No Longer Exists
You might be an artist if...

*No matter what city you visit, you check out the galleries first, even if it means tripping over sixty Japanese tourists with cameras.

*You have serious problems sleeping because you wake up every time inspiration strikes... or debt collectors call.

*You fill your Facebook photo albums with pictures of your creations (and, yeah, the occasional embarrassing personal photo like everyone else.)

*You spend more time thinking about where you'll buy your next carton of cigarettes than you do on your personal finances because lung cancer is a lot less depressing than your current bank account balance.

*Your fingers are perpetually dirty and the color under your fingernails does not normally appear on human flesh.

*You wear your smock to the grocery store.

*You nearly fall out of your chair cheering every time your website's visit counter goes up by one page view.

*You regularly wear a beret in the summer...and don't live in Russia, Northern Canada, or Alaska.

*You have lived at least one year of your life in New York, Toronto, San Francisco, Seattle, Portland, Philadelphia, Baltimore, or Richmond and CHOSE to live in a seedy part of town just to avoid the bourgeoisie.

*You drink enough coffee everyday to power a European car.

*You paid more in tuition every year that you worked toward your B.F.A. than your current annual salary...but at least you can identify every painting in the Louvre.

*You own enough black clothes to dress all the neighborhood children for Halloween.

*Your parents remind you that you should have gone to law school at least once a month.

*Your REAL job involves asking people what kind of salad dressing they'd like.

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