So it was a beautiful fall afternoon, the sun was shining, the weather was unseasonably warm and I headed out to what I knew was going to be a pure vanilla event so much so that I had my kid in tow. In fact I had planned to go mainly because she could go with me. It was a chance to nurture her as an artist and in a way be creative freaks together. Hell it was the type of event that encourages people to be creative in the most mainstream of ways. It was filled with artist types which many would or I at least I foolishly assumed came with a certain amount of acceptance and open minded view points.

I could feel their skin crawl – Judgment and the ...