I’m almost done making my first handmade journal. It took me weeks, okay months, to ever actually try to make one of these. I bought books, read blogs, purchased two tutorials and watched countless YouTube videos before I was brave enough to actually try it.
Now that I’ve tried it, I’m hooked. What I love about this is that I can combine my small art quilts and mixed media collages with my love of books. I still need to make a few more for fun before I get good enough to make some to sell, but I think this is where I want to focus my creative energy for now.
This past week brought with it some sad news. I learned that my favorite artist organization and Gallery might be closing because they aren’t able to find someone to take over the role of President and other positions as well. This was the gallery where I made my first sale and got to know some of the most talented and generous artists one could ever care to meet. It will be bittersweet if it has to close it’s doors, but I’m in no position to volunteer for any of the openings.
This week I also dropped a very large and important ball in all the balls I have been juggling lately. I had some artwork accepted into an exhibit and was also supposed to pick up my work that didn’t sell from the previous exhibit. Well, I really screwed up and got my days mixed up and showed up a day late. This is not something I have ever done before and I was mortified to say the least. I emailed the person in charge of the show as soon as I realized what I had done, but didn’t hear back until today. Needless to say they are not thrilled with me in the least. In fact, they were quite angry. Rightfully so, I might add.
After I got over the shame from my scolding, I started to think that perhaps things happen for a reason. I’ve spent a lot of time and money participating in exhibits. There have been times I have sold a piece, but that doesn’t happen often. I’ve also been extremely fortunate to have won several awards over the past few months, which is gratifying, but I still need to sell my work. So I started to wonder if perhaps these things were a sign that it was time to stop all of that and just focus on making handmade books. Maybe this is where I need to be spending my time on not only creating them, but marketing and selling them as well.
I don’t know how this will all play out, but for now, I think I’m done with exhibits for a while and I’m going to start trying to move in a different direction.