Je suis l'art

I don't know why, but as I was typing in this little posts, I said to myself, "Je suis l'art." Usually, I never would have noticed that I had said this; I often say words aloud when I'm alone, simply because I like the sound of them. But in this case, I was typing in my in-laws' camp, and my mother-in-law was passing me at just that moment, so she asked me,

"What did you say?"

After rewinding my words, I said, "Je suis l'art."

"What?"

"Je suis l'art."

"What?"

"JE SUIS L'ART."

"Ohh."

un violon d'ingres