No, this isn't some juicy uncovering of the secret life of a famous embroidery artist, or anything like that. It isn't juicy and no one is famous.
It is only how I feel sometimes when I say I embroider, and that I make embroidery art.
I am dreaming of holding an embroidery workshop for beginners, where we make a simple cross stitch design, but the fraudy feelings that come up when I think about it, are crazy! Who am I to think I can teach anybody anything? What do I know? Why would anybody be interested in listening to what I have to say? Why do you think anybody would even show up?
Whoa! Relax inner critic! I've got this. Thanks for voicing your concern, but I've got this. Really!