Art is creative endeavor by humans.
That means that your own brand of creative counts.
Whether you craft in food, flowers, hair, homes, stone, metal, clay, fiber, plastic, paint, paper, words, or whatever other medium you choose to express that inner muse you and only you contain – it counts as art, even if others don’t view it that way. For that matter, even if you don’t view it that way, it is art.
That means, you fabulous, wonderful, driven-to-create human: YOU are an artist.
I am a sucker for a mewling kitten. I know this from bitter experience. By the time I got a job in Panama, and we were packing up to move from Morocco, I needed to find homes for ELEVEN cats. I managed all but three by the time it was time to go, so at least I only had to book flights for three pets to Panama, and let’s not discuss how much that cost.
The trouble is, once I got to Panama, it took less than a year (only ONE kitten season), to acquire two more. The fact that two of my beloved fur children went to heaven during that time, so that the total number of fur babies remained constant at three, is neither here nor there. The question remains, should I adopt, knowing I will not be able to resist anyway, and also knowing that I will not be staying in this country for another 15 years or so, which is usually how long a cat lives, on average?
It is enough that they get several good years with me and then get another home, as good as I can provide for them? That is certainly better than life on the street would have treated them, because I take them to the vet, and neuter them, and care for them. Still, I know that changing families can be stressful for both people and pets, so am I being fair or unfair to them, loving them for a time, and sharing them with some other good family when I have to go?