I'm happily married; my wife and i have a polyamorous relationship. I've lived in Montana, Washington, California, and Scotland, but mostly North Carolina. I like to travel, especially to places with high mountains and big trees.
One Friday I was hired to be a plein-air painter at a corporate event for a bank. While the bankers mingled and schmoozed, I stood by the food table with an easel and paint. I felt like a trained monkey on display for the bankers, so I couldn't relax or even take it very seriously. What started out as a painting of a fruit-tray quickly became a homoerotic scene between three cowboys wearing make-up. (This was before Brokeback Mountain.) I was not invited to participate in any other corporate events.