I found some old pics from a while back. The first one really typifies the glamourous life of an artist. This is where I slept when I was living in my studio in Portland (granted, I could've set something nicer up since we did end up staying there for 5 months, but we had to keep it super-secret). Its amazing what you can get used to...
...and, of course, the obligatory rad facial hair (that's one greasy dude). I'm growing the beard back right after the first big snowfall that we get.