SPOKANE, WASHINGTON — Two weekends ago, I volunteered for Speedball printmaking inks at my local art supply store, Spokane Art Supply in Spokane, Washington. The shop was hosting an annual event called demo days, a weekend of hobby enthusiasts rollicking from booth-to-booth in search of the latest breakthroughs in art materials. The demographic was mostly retired craft warriors establishing themselves as masters in watercolor and decollage. I was feeling anxious, my self-conscious mind hounded me with thoughts of superiority, for my world of art was far different than theirs. Kitsch (the bad kind) was their motivator and I was stuck in the middle of a scene that I made sport of in art school and circles of like-minded peers.