I think that the entire reason I worked to get my degree was to fight my imposter syndrome.
I had to achieve a bachelors of fine arts from a state university before I could really say that Iām an artist.
Now I donāt believe that for other people⦠not in the least. Anyone can be an artist.
I guess the difference is that I know where I came from. āiām polished white trashā I just always joke. Maybe iāve been recycled.
I think I needed that stupid piece of paper to take myself seriously. So now I can really say it. I am a trained artist!
But it feels strange; I wish it were more comfortable.
Maybe Iāll grow into it.