Well. The shawl pin idea has been gratifyingly well-received! I'm having great fun creating them, and it has been eye-opening to see how much more willing I am to take creative chances when gifting. Not that there are any substandard specimens going out - quite the contrary. There are many insidious side-effects to monetizing a creative activity, not the least of which is a creeping tendency to play it safe. It is easy to give into the fear that it would be frivolous and self-indulgent to risk and explore when you already have a marketable product, particularly when you are trying to put food on the table in a climate of doom and decline. Which is, of course, the worst kind of self-defeating thinking.
It's quite the journey, this - always circling back around, digging deeper, asking what I really love, who I really am, what I am truly connected with. What would I love to do if only...? Ferreting out the blind spots, the unchallenged assumptions. I love the paradox that digging deeper makes you bigger, not smaller - and I really have no defence against the pervasive doom save the fervent, blind belief that truth and authenticity will keep my feet on a viable path. Well that, and a modicum of common sense, propelled by love and a lot of hard work.
Speaking of hard work, St. Brigid got bumped by the stream of packages heading out the door and is running a day and a half behind.
Eh - I've still got 15 days to achieve my purely arbitrary but increasingly cherished goal. A little sleight of hand with the calculator and I'll be all caught up, with a new daily benchmark that starts tomorrow. (I wonder if that's how banks get into trouble....)
More things that have to be done by the end of the month - new themes and collections, clarified direction, more focus... the nervous beginnings of an all important jury submission for the summer's livelihood:
Just one more thing: a successful dye day! It took me a couple of weeks to recover from the sting and self-recrimination of losing more than half of the Enchanted Forest, but today I faced down the fear of intensity, made plans, tested hypotheses and created a dazzlingly rich, dark colourway. I did not settle for less than I meant to achieve and it Did Not Bleed. So. Up from the ashes, and all that. (And after some consideration, I'm pretty sure the couch and its moose would love to have a dazzlingly green woven blanket. Especially since the yarn for a red one isn't materializing especially quickly.)