so here i write, wanting to sleep so bad, but my hubby, who had his stomach stapled more than 20 years ago ate something that his stomach fiercly wants to reject so i am hoping that by giving him the whole bed to get comfy in he can try to get a decent nights sleep. hopefully tomorrow he will feel back to his old self so that i can poke him in the arm and say 'how many times have you gotten sick from eating that?!?!'
today, i completed a turquoise and sponge coral lariat, i made a whole bunch of my own head pins on great lengths of wire by soldering balls on the end so that i could do some heavy duty nina bagely style knarly wire wrapping. i have the burn marks on my thigh to prove it! for some reason those little balls of molten metal wanted to just jump right off my work table on onto that same thigh time after time. if i did not learn my lesson that today was apparently not a good day for me to be making headpins, when i ran out of them i fired up the soldering iron and did it all over again! later, my well meaning sweetheart of a daughter who came to visit me in my studio tried scraping off the solder that had fused into my studio pants as we talked, and in doing so made the welpy blister right above my knee throb all over again.
a bit ago i started work on a very vibrant color combo that i am hoping to complete before the sun comes up, but when i am this tired i know i should not be using equipment that can give boo-boos.
as soon as i finish this post i will be listing the lariat on my etsy shop.
my studio looks as though WWIII is taking place right here in the middle of it.
but it feels good. now, now that i have just gone and finally done it i am excited.
i have been terrified of putting my work out there in the public.....for sale.
playing show-n-tell on my blog was no biggie compared to this
this is the judging.
i am not scared for me, i am so afraid that i will let my husband, my cheerleader, my supporter down.
whenever i tell him that, he says i never could, not ever.
i held off setting up my etsy shop because if i did not set it up, i could not fail......
but it took a kick in the butt from life, and the realization that if i never gave it a shot not only would i not fail, but i could not succeed either.
i don't think i would be quite as worried if i was what we call around here 'a beads on a string kinda person'......but...i like to be different, unusual, original, not what you would expect.
my sweet, sweet hubby always says 'either they will love your stuff or hate it'.
i always thought the reason he loved what i did, no matter what it looked like is because he loves me just that much. they say love is blind.
i was afraid i was going to be like one of those american idol people that not only get rejected, but leave randy, paula and simon laughing so hard they are in tears, while the delusional rejectee walks out of the building, truly feeling they were good enough, shouting profanities and declaring ' my momma always says i was the best in the choir, and you just wait and see i am gonna sell more cd's than the beatles sold albums' as we, the viewer, think 'why didn't someone just tell that poor person the truth....they are awful......
my husband has always loved my art, no matter the form it has taken, the media used....i always thought how lucky i was to have someone willing to lie through their teeth and do a darn good job at it out of love. one day he talked me into wearing a piece out in public, then another then another, soon i became brave enough that every time i go out i wear one of my pieces, and almost every time at least one person stops me to compliment me, and everytime my hubby gives me a punch in the arm....or a hug and a kiss and says 'see...i told ya'.
so here i am, exposing myself even more so, letting the world know that i want so much to make a living selling my art and this scared little girl inside of me having nightmares while my eyes are wide open that i won't even be able to give it away.
there.....i said it.
but, today, it did not matter that 4, 5 days into this i have only sold 1 piece. now i find i am turning into a monster....i want to add more and more and more. somewhere out there is the right person for the right piece. it's just a matter of the two of them finding each other. i just need to breathe....i have faith that it will happen for me, for us.
i found a lady who has sold over 2,000 pieces in about 4 months. her average price is 100, 150 bucks an item. so go figure that income!
so, it is now 4:22, 2 of my 3 kiddos are still wide awake, and i think i will take my daughter up on her invitation to come sit on her bed and lean against her wall and watch nothing good on t.v. until it is time to get her daddy up for work.
good night, don't let the bugs bite. mwah.today, i completed a turquoise and sponge coral lariat, i made a whole bunch of my own head pins on great lengths of wire by soldering balls on the end so that i could do some heavy duty nina bagely style knarly wire wrapping. i have the burn marks on my thigh to prove it! for some reason those little balls of molten metal wanted to just jump right off my work table on onto that same thigh time after time. if i did not learn my lesson that today was apparently not a good day for me to be making headpins, when i ran out of them i fired up the soldering iron and did it all over again! later, my well meaning sweetheart of a daughter who came to visit me in my studio tried scraping off the solder that had fused into my studio pants as we talked, and in doing so made the welpy blister right above my knee throb all over again.
a bit ago i started work on a very vibrant color combo that i am hoping to complete before the sun comes up, but when i am this tired i know i should not be using equipment that can give boo-boos.
as soon as i finish this post i will be listing the lariat on my etsy shop.
my studio looks as though WWIII is taking place right here in the middle of it.
but it feels good. now, now that i have just gone and finally done it i am excited.
i have been terrified of putting my work out there in the public.....for sale.
playing show-n-tell on my blog was no biggie compared to this
this is the judging.
i am not scared for me, i am so afraid that i will let my husband, my cheerleader, my supporter down.
whenever i tell him that, he says i never could, not ever.
i held off setting up my etsy shop because if i did not set it up, i could not fail......
but it took a kick in the butt from life, and the realization that if i never gave it a shot not only would i not fail, but i could not succeed either.
i don't think i would be quite as worried if i was what we call around here 'a beads on a string kinda person'......but...i like to be different, unusual, original, not what you would expect.
my sweet, sweet hubby always says 'either they will love your stuff or hate it'.
i always thought the reason he loved what i did, no matter what it looked like is because he loves me just that much. they say love is blind.
i was afraid i was going to be like one of those american idol people that not only get rejected, but leave randy, paula and simon laughing so hard they are in tears, while the delusional rejectee walks out of the building, truly feeling they were good enough, shouting profanities and declaring ' my momma always says i was the best in the choir, and you just wait and see i am gonna sell more cd's than the beatles sold albums' as we, the viewer, think 'why didn't someone just tell that poor person the truth....they are awful......
my husband has always loved my art, no matter the form it has taken, the media used....i always thought how lucky i was to have someone willing to lie through their teeth and do a darn good job at it out of love. one day he talked me into wearing a piece out in public, then another then another, soon i became brave enough that every time i go out i wear one of my pieces, and almost every time at least one person stops me to compliment me, and everytime my hubby gives me a punch in the arm....or a hug and a kiss and says 'see...i told ya'.
so here i am, exposing myself even more so, letting the world know that i want so much to make a living selling my art and this scared little girl inside of me having nightmares while my eyes are wide open that i won't even be able to give it away.
there.....i said it.
but, today, it did not matter that 4, 5 days into this i have only sold 1 piece. now i find i am turning into a monster....i want to add more and more and more. somewhere out there is the right person for the right piece. it's just a matter of the two of them finding each other. i just need to breathe....i have faith that it will happen for me, for us.
i found a lady who has sold over 2,000 pieces in about 4 months. her average price is 100, 150 bucks an item. so go figure that income!
so, it is now 4:22, 2 of my 3 kiddos are still wide awake, and i think i will take my daughter up on her invitation to come sit on her bed and lean against her wall and watch nothing good on t.v. until it is time to get her daddy up for work.
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