I live in an art museum...
My mother is an artist. She is a very, very talented artist. These are some of her paintings hanging in our home...
My daughter is an artist. She started winning awards when she was in junior high school. These are some of her paintings hanging in our home. (Note, the orange one is a collaborative piece she did with her husband.)
And,
I did this last one...
...all by myself.
Now, does the title of today's blog make sense?
I have a dear friend that pointed out that I must have the artist carrier gene.
I can live with that.
