There is a widespread tendency to regard artists as holy misfits. Some artists find this view irritating, and some others find it convenient. D.H. Lawrence, for example, was one of the former. In a letter to Lady Ottoline Morrell, he wrote this comment about a review which praised him as having sixth sense:” They all seem determined to make a freak of me-to save their own shortcomings and make them normal”, The implication is that normal people have no use for the work of a freak. This civilized ploy to smother challenges to the cultural status quo often works so well that many graphic artists, by overidentifying with demigods such as Van Gogh and Modigliani, who labored in obscurity and poverty, and became rich and famous after dying young, play the part of holy misfit even before having been cast into it. Anticipating rejection from the general public, they avoid.