Thursday, July 28, 2011

Don't click through yet!

I accept that no one is reading here yet, Self, so enjoy the soliloquy ... tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

Was there a moment, or a period, when you could say Now I'm an Artist™! ? Was it the day you received your MFA, or the time you made your first sale? Was it when you finally mastered that hard technique? Fired your first bead? The first time your mom wore the macaroni necklace?

This won't be an essay since I don't have my own answer, but I'm guessing a lot of artists don't think of themselves as artists because the boundary of the idea is invisible and moving all the time. If you're wandering through, tell me what you think.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Friday, July 22, 2011

A distraction.

My mom wants to get rid of her vintage Avon collection, and I've agreed to list some of it in my shop. I don't know anything about Avon. Skin-So-Soft repels mosquitoes ... and that's my store of knowledge. If you have any suggestions for me, this is the time to speak! Tomorrow is fine, too. Go ahead and speak next week, if that works for you.