I am officially an artist

I have been feeling like an artist lately (actually, I will be selling some of my drawings this weekend)
I had never imagined of creating art on my own and presenting them to others before I stepped into the art therapy world. Because of this reason, I have been feeling nervous and anxious about the whole idea of calling myself an artist and considering my work professional.

My photo has been chosen for a show sponsored by Nippon Steel last fall - Thanks to my friend who took me to the countryside and almost got me arrested in the farm. The art will be up next month. I had mixed feelings of confusion and excitement when I first heard from them: somehow positive. definitely a good feeling to learn that there are other people who are happy about my work that I am happy about.

I went to the private reception today. I felt honored to have a luxurious luncheon at a five-star hotel with all the other great artists, the Japanese executives, and the school staff. I met some student artists whose names were familiar to me (famous for good art, good looking). Other than the fact that I had to rush on purchasing the appropriate, "business attire" and deal with the relevant issue of dropping a shoe into a toilet; it was a pleasant experience to present myself as an artist in a nice suit. I realized my art was having me represented as another self to the audience. The audience appreciated my existance as well as my that was projected on the screen. So my art has been sort of like a transitional object, I would say. Oh! I cannot get the psychology out of my mind.

I thought this was cool - the sticky name tag I had to attach to my brand new fancy jacket. It's as ridiculous as a teenager saving the first RatedR movie ticket in her diary