Art?

It's so funny I come from a non-art background. The question is, is my mind artistic or not? I might be only artistic because of the all oddities of the way my mind works. But maybe that is what constitutes art. I feel very narcissist sitting here and trying to dissect my brain.

But one thing is for sure my life has been so a typical, especially in my exposure to art and I love it. Because that isn't that in itself an expression of art, a different approach to experiencing something even if you didn't choose that approach?

Growing up in Southern California under loving nerds. Being tossed into the music world and just considering it another part of my back yard. Now here, being dragged through the mud and my eyes being open to the full glory of life.

I just remembered I use to hate art in elementary school. So much I use to stay out loud and often. It was such a chore, those left handed scissors were the worst. But now that I think about it, it wasn't art. Cutting out patterns of leprechauns and gluing them together is not an expression of one's self and thought. But how do you get an elementary school kid to express themselves without them filling overwhelmed to do something right? How do you communicate the process whatever it may be, is just as important at the end, and taking time to just think about the process and what it means is the whole point.

Regardless, I was and still am a structured person most of the time. Even though my process through life is so chaotic. It' s because I like a reason, and I'm a hoarder of life. I might not be artistic at all really and it is only because my thought process is so different than everyone else's that it comes off as art. Art is anything that some finds awesome and cares about.