Long ago, when my own parents had to deal with this conundrum, the career path toward professional artist was very, very different. It...

I was pacing around the room. My nerves were frayed and I was having a hard time waiting. My mind whirled and I had butterflies in my...

As my eyes popped open (well, more like slowly, stubbornly creaked open), I was faced with another day. And I didn’t want to do any of...