My Positive: I can make monsters pop out of purses. This was my lucky accident. The day I sold my first monster was the moment I realized I wasn't just a crafter, but an artist. I think that was a turning point for me. When I stopped being crafty and became artsy. Yeah, artsy fartsy, I get it, ha ha, but there is some negative connotation to crafty. It's that same stigma between knitters and crocheters. Why is it less of a technique using one hook rather than two pointy sticks?
Being an artist made me stand up straighter, and be proud of my creations. Creations all my own. There are a couple "crafters" trying to copy my technique, but they haven't quite figured it out yet. It's my little secret (and my neighbor that caught a glimpse, but she isn't telling just like Duke won't tell his Bush's baked bean secret).
My Affirmation: I am an artist. I am an artist. And I am a good artist.