Sunday, April 16, 2017
|Maia and me. One so young and beautiful and one getting so old and gray.|
Generations of women. I see it now in my own life with my own granddaughter.
|David's yard with the little doe hidden under the side yard tree.|
|A GIFT FROM MY PERSONAL Easter Bunny.|
I had a couple of days away! I spent them with three friends just an hour from home and we played, created, sang, ate in restaurants, shopped and did a wee bit of cooking and even had a little party! How wonderful is that? Time away from the shops, home and responsibilities that keep me from making things. Amazingly refreshing. As soon as my phone comes back to me from its wandering; I will even post pictures. Until then I will sign off as a happy woman wishing next year to make this time with friends l sat even longer!
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
Sometimes I wonder when I disappeared. Gone from advertisements, gone from beauty, gone from children. Am I irrelevant, an archaic version of my long ago youth? Do the dreams I have now matter as much as the dreams that followed me through my school years? As I approach my sunetting years, I want to feel the explosion of creativity in me. I want to still have the inability to contain the excitement a new painting or technique brings. I want to vanish forever the doubt, low self worth, that my journey began with as I wandered into my adult years. Moonlight becomes me. Dreams bare me. Experience is me. Do not turn away but look into the direction I am heading now. No longer a wanderer.
Sunday, April 2, 2017
I am working more in my shop these days like six days a week more so when I have time to be in the studio, I find I am working in short blasts of creative energies. Painting, now jewelry, now embroidery, now sawing, gluing, fusing... Then onto the office for ordering, calling, making more order from paperwork chaos and the less time I have? The more intense the creative bursts. Maybe the longer light in my days is contributing to this. Maybe a day without gloom. Maybe the teeny bit of caffeine that has crept into my drinks. I am not sure but I am thanking the heavens!
Thursday, March 23, 2017
When I think of all the ways, primarily on line, that I can access my customers, I am exhausted, frustrated and uneducated. I am a child of the 1970's and computers were not even in the forecast for this old lady dinosaur. I need a crash course in getting everything, everywhere on line.
There is so much merchandise in my shop that I could show you! I carry japanese indigo fabrics, cotton slug fabrics, original Bali cotton batiks, yarns, fibers, buttons, trims, ribbon, beads, beads, beads and all kinds of charms from my own designs to manufactured designs. All charms made in the USA. I could tell you stories, show you technique, teach you stitches and so much more but where will the time be found and what will you want to learn and see.
Tonight, my mind races in a thousand directions and they are not all points of light. Everything seems tall, unclimbable. The journey of this creative soul has become so much more than opening the doors of my shops and doing business. My paintings so much more than mere wall ornaments.
Sigh… I am running out of steam so I think I must go read this week's People magazine and call it quits for this day.
Good night all.