I've been calling myself and "artist" now for a little over a year. It still sounds strange to my ears. My heart still skips a beat every time I say it outloud - even if nobody is around to hear it. It's a dream come true, really. And I can't believe the dream was mine to own from the very beginning. Kinda like Dorothy's red slippers.
I was an artist the whole time. Because I said so.
Visit with another artist who shares my perspective and writes about it much more eloquently.
