I have never really dated an artist before. Yes, there have been women who were artistic in one way or another but it did not consume their soul. (If you are reading this and thinking “What, I am an artist what about me…yes there is the possibility that I have forgotten, oh shit, I take it back. I have, but not for very long. Fast forward to the present. See that towhead strumming that Martin…she’s got talent, passion, and a sassy disposition to match. I watched her play two songs at open mike last night. The table in front of me were chatting away until Brindl hit a high note…they stopped their rambling and perked up their ears, as she finished her second song about a love gone wrong. The woman looked at the man and said” she’s really good”. You can’t fake the truth.
