Leave it to the New York Times to use artisanal in a way that finally makes sense.
My mother-in-law used to be a prison guard. She would tell stories about the amount of effort prisoners would go through to commit their crimes. Why not channel that energy into working a legitimate job? If she could only have seen them as the artisans they truly were. . .
Actually, I think we can learn about what it means to be an artisan from this article: “Despite that raid, the biggest in years, Colonel Gentili says the counterfeiting continues, a tradition that — like winemaking, pottery, fabrics and other fine arts for which Italy is justly famous — is often passed from father to son.” Just like the renaissance system of master and journeyman, the artisanal counterfeiter apprentices generation after generation.