The Scream
I am 42 years old, so I guess I am about halfway now, and I figured out life recently. Basically for about the first half of your life, you have no idea what you are doing. But then at some point, you start to figure things out and you become more self aware. And from that point onwards, the rest of your life is basically just your brain continually reminding you how much you have fucked up your life. And you never get a good night's sleep again, you just lie there at night relating intently to the painting The Scream. I had a really talented client once who did this amazing painting of The Scream, only instead of one person screaming he had a whole line of people screaming. He said it was because sometimes one scream isn’t enough. And that is pretty much life. I shall give you an example…