Great comments Andre welcome to the club.A club I suspect, where it helps to be a bit insane to start with .Take Robert he sounds worse than us I'm not going to ask about the corduroy trousers !I think I have put my wife off bringing me a cup of tea,the ploy worked now I can be left in peace without be asked to do other work! The more you get into painting/drawing the more obsessive you become I think.I seem to think about it all the time my wife says whats it like on planet Dave.See you also need the sensitive support of a partner!

I would'nt consider myself an artist as yet, but an enthusiast. I never noticed the health warning on the packet before partaking in this seemingly insane hobby. Perhaps you both owe society a word of warning that art may damage your sanity. Now knowing the facts ,I can make my decision responsibly and inform my better half what to expect as I've fallen in love with this artistic pastime.

Happily (on the whole) I'm not married; I did have a partner once, and we were together for as long as many marriages last these days, but having moved on - both of us - I can be as insane as I want to be. I do talk to myself. I have wandered away from a painting to see some strange figure in my wardrobe mirror with paint in his hair, charcoal on his nose, and once, memorably if unfortunately, pigment ink spattered all over his lower face and most of his shirt - I simply hadn't noticed. I shall spare you the horrible accident with the masking fluid (which I've never liked) and the corduroy trousers.... The wild look we take as read - it's often there, I'm sure, but there's no one to be alarmed by it, other than myself when I glance in the mirror again. These are all proofs, if you work were not enough (which it is), that you're an artist. Take comfort.