You draw the most delightful illustrations on the outside of the cardboard box in which you live.
You sell the occasional freelance piece—a drawing for some stationery, a calendar or two—but it’s barely enough to survive. Good thing you have the shoulders of your imaginary friends to cry on.
You wrote and illustrated a children’s book that you had self-published. You’ve done a decent job marketing it and have sold a ton of copies, but you still can’t quit your newspaper route.
You illustrate and do graphic design for a series of successful video games. You never thought back when you were drawing dolphins and ponies that one day you'd be helping bring extreme decapitations to life.
Your illustrations are the most recognizable in the country—ever since Scott Turow decided to start adding adorable drawings throughout his legal thrillers, your names have gone hand-in-hand.