Stayed up way too late last night, waiting for my room to cool off and my head full of thoughts to settle down. Paged through the latest issue of Where Women Create, looking for inspiration... but was left with a sort of empty, anxious feeling of being nowhere near the level of perfection and professionalism displayed on those gorgeous pages.
Walked into my studio this morning, coffee cup in hand, and took in the full 365 degree view of my weensie space. And sighed. Table strewn and piled with ongoing projects, sketches, rolls of wire, pliers and cutters randomly left lying around (instead of neatly organized on a magnetic strip as one jewelry artist's studio in WWC sported). Shelves stuffed with boxes of buttons, findings, paints and adhesives. I just wondered to myself... if those artists had no advance warning and had the magazine camera crew surprise them on a random, ordinary day, would their studio really look that cool? That tidy and coordinated?
No, I thought, THIS is where women REALLY create...
My new flush cutters get used so often I just leave them out. I should really just wear them on a cord around my neck.
Another birthday gift... this gorgeous old button!