Perplexing conversations with strangers...

Today a lady came into the shop. She commented several times on how "quaint" it all was and showed a genuine interest in what I did. She spent some time asking about the different things I carry and then she started to share stories about people she knows who are artistic. It was then that she recalled a person who she used to live above in an apartment building. Apparently this lady was Indian and quite a talented artist. What struck me as unusual was how she worded it. She said to me "this girl was Indian and you couldn't tell she had any talent at all by looking at her." This comment got my back up at first but I decided to let it slide as it may not have come out right and I didn't want to embarrass the woman. It did make me think though. What does race have to do with creativity and what exactly does talent look like? hmmm