
Lately I've been dreaming.
Of mine and the boy's fast approaching wedding date
Of finding ways to personalize, incorporate cute handmade things and share our special day with traveling family and friends.
Of good friends that are moving closer (and one moving in!!)
Of decorating, organizing and loving our little apartment.
Of someday owning a home where the space isn't quite so little, and a master with room for more than just our bed (and Abby's).
Of the day when my art is my sole profession.
Of a studio space, full of paints and buttons and a smiling intern.
Of having time to read again.
Of having time...

I've felt stretched, overwhelmed, and exhausted over the last few days. Chris gauges my level of stress by the level of clutter in the apt. The clothes pile in the hallway, the dishes stack up, the work in progress art projects spread piece by piece in various rooms like a drunken Hansel and Gretel trail. These are the signs that I (or we) need to re-charge the batteries and get inspired again. We wake, work, eat and sleep. Between working, sharing a car, and trying to stay current with etsy sales and new items plus planning the wedding it's felt like an obstacle course these last weeks.
Maybe even months. It seems the last I remember it was January. I felt like I had plenty of time, and now suddenly I feel like it's passing by and I'm no further ahead!
Sometimes it can be frustrating to read some of my fellow blogger's words about living their dreams. Not because I don't think they worked and struggled to get there, but because a lot of times we (as readers) were either absent for that part of the process or because the story isn't shared with us. It's true I've been dreaming a lot lately of things to come and reaching my goals and finding a way to get others to take my art as a profession dream more seriously, but I'm also realizing how difficult some of those things are. How much work they can be.
It seems for every completed project there are many that were discarded. I know this is part of the process, art takes practice and experimentation and many many mistakes. The same goes with building a career out of a hobby. For every item on the list you cross off, more seem to appear. When you are talking about the handmade industry mistakes feel like a scary (and expensive) thing. I've been working on getting my business liscence, rebranding my buttons, creating retail ready packaging, having the blog re-done, saving and purchasing equipment that will make production faster and less expensive... I hardly have any experience or prior knowledge in many of these things. While there are great resources out there, sometimes I just wish someone in the "know" could hold my hand through the process a little more. I am working on getting the buttons into retail stores.
I love the sense of community that can be found in the handmade industry. I love it. We cheer for eachother, we make friends, we re-blog, re-tweet, "heart" and "become a fan" of other fellow crafters. We send the prettiest packages and happy mail. When I made the first set of chipboard buttons I had no idea I would love doing it so much. I had no idea how big of a role it would play in exploring other forms of art. I hope you know I consider all of you my online community. I'll try to share the process of making my art dreams real, I believe it will happen. I believe that soon I will look back on this process (obstacle course) with relief, gratitude, and perspective on what could have been done differently. I will try to share my advice, tips and triumphs along the way.
What are some of your personal goals/triumphs?
Thanks for your support. And thanks for reading.