It's hard to believe that I sit here now with a small loss of words. This morning I had a whirlwind of "stuff" to say about shows and being an artist. But then like magic it happened. The crowds came, the crowds purchased, and the excitement of what I am doing right now surged from inside my heart. Seriously folks this blog post was going to be TOTALLY different this morning. I had it all laid out in my head. Well here, let me tell you a tinge of what was going on this morning. Gotta second?
So this is the last show of the season for me. I'm not that seasoned with shows, but I've done enough to get really excited with new ones, and enough to know that from many artisans that this was THE show of the Christmas season. It is a juried show, with only 125 artisans accepted a year. I should remind you too, that this is called Apple Annie's Craft Show. I've yet to talk about this in depth on my blog, but there is such a difference between doing an art show and a craft show. Yes. There is. And I suppose this is what got me so worked up yesterday.
So anyhoo.....we set up for the preview party Thursday PM. I had it all product wise....literally. And perhaps too much. But that's a conversation I have to have with myself. I was tickled to see Bailey Jack (an art peep) who helped me set up and we went to dinner. I really didn't pay much attention to what was around me art wise. I was in my little bubble of joy.
So this is where I have to say something strong. I think there is a place for all of us who create. Whether it's Santas, gourd bowls, Christmas centerpieces, or hand knitted scarves. There is. And honestly on the ride home today I was thinking to myself, the crafters with me this weekend...well kudos for them for having the COURAGE to get out there, share their talents, and spend a weekend selling at the biggest Christmas Show in the Altanta area. I mean seriously. There are so many of you out there right now, perhaps reading this blog for the first time who fear getting out there and selling your work. But the vendors in the Carroll Center with me, let's just say they made me stop and think about who I am and who I want to be. You know, things they do not change, but we have the power to change ourselves.
I will continue along this path of being a thriving artist. I have so much to be thankful for after this weekend. Profitable sales, meeting new friends, building lasting friendships, being inspired by others and being gently reminded that I am not alone on this journey. And I will always enjoy being in the company of a courageous crafter in a church gym.
PS If you'd like to see more pictures of the show, head on over here.
It's Sunday morning and I am back in this post. Sweet Dianne left a comment that I replied to, but now think I'll share my response to it here. She said my post seemed a bit confusing as to what I was trying to say. Super sorry for that bloggers. But you know when you have so much swirling in your head and you write it and think it sounds great to you, makes sense to you? But maybe not so much to others? Yeah. I may have crossed that line. So here was my response:
I'd say it is VERY good to be open to change. And that was the main point for myself, I need to change my attitude. I think I've put myself into a bubble of high expectations for not only myself but those around me. I need to let go of the stigmas and enjoy this journey more. You know, the variety of work at the show made me realize that by offering so many different crafts, you appeal to a broader audience. My audience did come, and man I had the best sales of the year in a church gym of all places! I have work in 4 galleries, a booth in a local store and this was my 4th show since October 31st. So about change, the show will not change...it's been this way for 30 years, and it is the best show by far I've been in behind the scenes wise. But I can.
I've been struggling with my path for sometime now. There are so many directions to take as an artist. And although I love the shows, my question on Friday, "what have I become?", was during a slow time when every part of my body ached and I missed my children terribly. And as I was doubting my place, a customer entered the booth and exclaimed "There is so much JOY in this art!!!" I got teary, said thanks, and breathed in slowly knowing my heart was where it was supposed to be. Now this life may not always be easy , comfortable or exciting. But it is my journey to take. So readers, I hope you are a little less confused, and don't mind me spilling my soul out right here. I think it's good for you to know that I have true fears about my future, true doubts about the steps to take, and true passion for what I am doing. It's so easy to paint a "Happy" picture in blog world. I hope that I paint a "true" picture for you. Best wishes with your own creating. And thanks so much for your honesty Dianne.