Pick a body, any body. Odds are they are an artist or are related to one. Can there be too many painters? Sheep Jones (a very successful artist) noted all the friends and relatives in their late fifties who have started painting. I was in my early 50s when I jump-shifted from writing to painting. So, yes, I am part of the problem. But so is the ex-president whose only notable talent was for clearing brush. Now, he is now wielding one. (Badly.) I work in an art supply store. Many timid middle-aged women talk to me about their trepidations. I tell them how I had no idea I could paint and am now a juried artist in the Torpedo Factory.
The market is flooded. I should stop encouraging them. But then I think of those people who buy a house in paradise, claim it for their own, and rush to close the borders.