I'm an artist...but I'm blond. That doesn't exactly fit the stereotype for the tormented artist who wears ripped and colorful clothes, long dark hair constantly in disarray, and lives only for their art and nothing else. Artists always live in New York, in a nice little studio apartment where they can paint or sculpt or write dramatic prose for some obscure literary magazine. Generally, people assume artists aren't well off and have a poor education outside of the arts. If you were an artist, people would expect you to know the names of all the up and coming modern artists that you associate with (of course you associate with artists and only artists), and people would expect you to constantly have diverse and extraordinary ideas. After all, artists are the most creative of individuals, are they not?
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