If I knew what I was doing, I'd be someone else...

I find life very confusing. Somewhere along the way, I began painting. Then I went to school, to become a psychologist, because folks continue to amaze me with the way they act, and discovered that I liked art a lot better, so I got a little degree in art, and now I fiddle around with art stuff, make these little pictures, and print cards that say I am an artist. And yet, gee, how can that be? I went to a demo by a REAL artist last night, left my poser card, and hope that, when he does another workshop, he will alert me. Maybe after that I can be authentically an artist? I do understand that my confusion has been shared by many who the world at large recognized as amazing artists. We are, as a lot, highly sensitive. Hell, we wouldn't be creative if we weren't, right? Nuts. I am just going to do what I have been doing, playing around with the art stuff. I could be doing worse things, for sure. And I am not bothering anyone. Am I? If so, sorry. Or not. Whatever.