At one point in my life, I made a (subsistance) living as a fiber artist. A friend's new love came with him to visit, and seeing fabric draped all over and work progressing, put me down with the phrase "All this is cute, But I (meaning herself) am a Fine artist".
Since she has never put her works out for the public to see, and my opinion of them was "unoriginal cartoons", I will never know why her opinion of fine art differs so much from mine. Apparently, making money from art disqualified me.
Critics will show up wherever there is art. That is why artists are not always appreciated in their lifetimes. If their view is so narrow, it may be that way in other areas, too. I give them a pretty wide berth.