Shortly after my neighbor moved in she stopped by to borrow a stepladder. Upon seeing the general chaos of my kitchen table from a day of crafting, she asked me if I was an artist.  I never considered myself to be an artist. I always thought that the title of artist was reserved for someone who had studied it, or someone who created masterpieces.  Seeing this quote made me reconsider my definition. Perhaps we are all artists; each in our own special way.

*I couldn’t find this quote’s author. If you know, please let me know in the comments.