While I try to keep it to days or weeks, it has been months. I have no reason nor any excuses to offer however I am aware that Guilt is there at the outskirts of my mind. I can allow Guilt to lurk out there: it has a role to play in battling Procrastination. I have no responsibilities toward anyone except myself here, no-one is hanging on my every word . . . the feeling is to do with a responsibility to myself so I say my mantra “Each day passes whether you participate or not” and get on with it.
So far, this is my primary way of sharing what I do but I have made a commitment to myself to exhibit my work next year. I was going to have a small space at a local art and craft shop but cancelled as I didn’t think my work fitted there so I am getting together with a couple of friends to apply for another space where there is more foot traffic and perhaps more likelihood of selling.
Of course that brings the question of how to price work . . . I’m not looking forward to that. I use simple materials, often recycled, sometimes very old . . . my mother’s. Taking time, stitching, utilising skills developed over a life time, some learned as a child and some more recent, self-taught and taught by wonderful generous women (usually). Simplicity and time, one way or another, is there in my work.
I’m letting loose this particular aspect my creativity rather late in life and I have yet to exhibit . . . does that make me an ’emerging artist’? I quite like that idea of still emerging just as much as I enjoy seeing which pathways appeal.
Here’s an amuse-bouche of what’s to come.