Who decides..?

What is art? When is art? Who decides?

I've discussed this topic many times, rarely ever finding common ground. I've even blogged about it - sharing my own feelings, taking a stab at a definition and expressing my admiration for those that share the stuff of their creative minds.

No-one else in my house hangs the washing. I have a system. One that my family scoff at and don't adhere to. The sight of a washing - hung without adhering to the system - makes me rather anxious.

I understand this says more about me than them..

Today, as I stood back admiring my efforts, I realised it wasn't just my washing. It was a work of art.

And no-one can tell me otherwise ❤️