Negotiating as an Artist (Revisited)

T. Perry Bowers
Sep 5, 2018 · 6 min read

by T. Perry Bowers

My dad was an entrepreneur. He built his concrete recycling business while I was growing up. I watched him buy his first rock crusher and I watched him sell the whole thing twenty years later. He was good at what he did. Everyone in the road business knew him and mostly respected him. He was a bit rough around the edges. He would come home with black eyes and bruises once in a while, but in the construction world, that’s just par for the course.

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