A few days ago, I started writing a post. I’d been contemplating throwing my art to the curb, so I was writing my thoughts about things.Those thoughts have been sitting in ‘drafts’ while I’ve dug through ‘what to do.’
Digging through the why’s hasn’t been that fun, but it has been enlightening. In fact, the process has led to some lightbulb moments.
Original Thoughts I Had in Drafts:
‘Last night I had a dream about art, my art. About gathering pieces and styles and silver. It was pretty timely actually, because I have been considering giving it up.
I’ve talked about it before- the let down of of creating pieces that are complimented, but not purchased. And, this isn’t about prices being too high. I’ve always priced things from very low, super affordable, to almost too cheap.
There lies the dilemma. IF my things are easy on the pocketbook, yet I still pack up everything at the end of an arts and craft show, am I selling something that’s just not needed?
I know, I know… maybe it’s just that those shows just aren’t the right venue for what I have to offer, or maybe I haven’t chosen the right town size. Or perhaps this or that or a million other things.
All that thinking and considering has been exhausting! “Forget it,” I thought. In fact, all that ‘trying to figure things out’ was enough to place everything, including creating on hold, indefinitely.
I’m guessing that I’m not alone in this. I think it’s an artist thing. I mean, here we are, going along, putting our hearts into pieces, that may or may not make their way to their intended destinations. At some point, it’s probably normal to question the who, what, and why’s.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about something, so I thought I’d share it.
My momma made the most beautiful jewelry. She did many art forms and rocked them all, but in particular, she had an eye for jewelry. Bracelets, earrings, anklets, and necklaces were created in her craft room.
Sparkling beads filled drawers and she had some amazing designs. At times I mentioned that she could sell them. This was when online selling was almost like a novelty, it was very new.
I can’t speak for her, but I’d guess her reaction to making that jump to selling online was probably similar to the one I have, “who, me?”
At one point, she made some simple, dainty yet stunning bracelets in pink crystals. She didn’t sell them, but she kept making them. I suggested maybe donating them to a healing center about 20 miles from their rural home. She never took me up on that.
Maybe her goals weren’t about sales. I think she created to create. Thinking about her art is making me try to figure out the goals for mine.’
Current Thoughts I’m Having:
- Could I just throw my art to the curb? Sure.
- Do I really, really, really want to do that? No.
- Could I consider other options? Yes.
- Is putting my art ‘out there’ in venues I haven’t tried yet a risk? Absolutely!
- Could I fail? Oh my goodness, yes!
- Is fear of failure enough to keep me from trying?????
Hmmm… it used to be. There’s been a million times in my life, I haven’t tried something.
Until last November.
While my husband was off at deer camp last November, I so very nervously started THIS blog. After purchasing my domain and setting it up, I only told my bestie. I was sooooooooo scared this blog would flop. I mean, who, me???
Did it flop? No way! Look at all these posts, gift exchanges, and friends I’ve made! Miracles!
Soooooo….. here it is, November, and my husband is back at deer camp…
On our fun day out yesterday, my boy and I went to a local flea market I LOVE. About a month ago, I was chatting with the owner about possibly renting a booth. I’ve talked myself out of it a thousand times, but guess what I did yesterday?????
- Blog, last year!
- Booth, this year!
And, the really super cool thing?
She didn’t have any booths open to rent. They’re all full. Sometimes there’s even a waiting list.
But, you know what? She took me to a booth, asked if I liked it, said it is hers, but I can rent it!
It even has a small window!!!
Pleaseeeeeee don’t give up, my friends.
Because giving up doesn’t get our light and passions out into the world.
Best I can tell, maybe someone somewhere needs it.
Thanks for being here!