Obviously I can expound on 'Art' (history, theory and practice) at great length,
it being the axis around which my life continues to revolve.
Although (due to the circumstance of my upbringing and consequently attempting to avoid yet another experience of imposed inferiority),
proficiency in my mother tongue is adequate, writing, however is clearly not my chosen medium of expression.
Furthermore I seriously doubt any bona fide artist (an occupation that's been around since at least Lascaux and IMHO, came about once our mammalian needs were satified and thus in fact defines us as human beings) capable of fitting comfortably into these A4 pigeonholes.