Starving Artist

I feel a bit snobish about art. I think culinary artists are not true artists because they have never been starving. I could never be a culinary artist, no matter how hungry I might get, simply because I could not stand the thought of my work turning to shit. Speaking of which, my personal life is like a steaming pile of feces on my new bedspread (thank you mother!). If females were furniture, all the women in my life would be naked. Right now it's just me, my mother, and an unvarnished chair and bed in our apartment.