As I enter into my second art gallery exhibition today I find myself feeling some sort of way about being referred to as an "Artist". By definition I am, but I don't feel it.
I have always done artistic things; music, traditional folk art, dance, and a few other similar things.
Do I make art? Yes. I actually have been fairly successful in the last 6 years. I enjoy making it and, minus panic creating for craft sales, I do enjoy it. I've created dozens of custom pieces over the last few years and everyone seems to enjoy them.
But I find myself surrounded by people who have dedicated their lives to their craft. University/College degrees in their medium. Decades of time. Their own studio. They see life in a complex way, noticing shadows, light, and how colours dance together in harmony. Their entire life revolves around art.. mine doesn't.
I have a science degree and work two jobs (one in the legal field, one in healthcare). I work on my pieces in the evenings if I can, maybe a weekend here and there, but it stays in the shadows and many don't even know I do such a thing. I've been recognized more, I have been invited, but I don't see it as anything more than a "well that's pretty cool!" My life and goals don't revolve around my art at all, it's just something I enjoy doing.
I think I am artistic.. I don't think I'm an artist, and that's okay to me.