Photography by Rachel Aron What makes something art? What must you put into the paper and pigment before it transcends being a doodle into a sketch or a painting. Is it skill? Intent? Determination? Or is it the transference of some insoluble part of yourself that works its way into your medium? What sort of artist deserves the most praise? The “natural born” that creates with little effort, or the dogged striver who pushes boundaries and achieves beauty through pluck and courage?   I know that it takes all kinds. I am the meticulous sort, both as a writer and producer. When I settle into those rolls, I become detached and analytical, finding pleasure in the way words and sentences fit together; in the way two thoughts complement each other in a particular state of flow. For me, random emotion does not translate to the structure I need to create. I suppose this leaves me slightly skeptical of that old claim that great artists need to suffer for their art. I get the concept, but I hav