What makes a person an artist?
Is it the talent to draw, write, paint, act, sing, dance, capture moments or elocute? Is it the desire to see the beauty in the world? Or, is it the desire to uncover the darkness? Is it the ability to foresee things untold, to envision future in various forms? Or, is it the extreme sense of creation, to give birth to something?
Whatever it is, being an artist certainly forces one to think, to go deep within oneself and ask questions whose answers might warm your heart or be downright ugly or which are even answerless. Being an artist makes you be honest to yourself.