I set up my work area. It is bright and happy with my dachshunds napping nearby. It’s cold and horrid outside, but I don’t have to go anywhere and it is warm and cozy inside. Settled down. Comfy chair. Poked at a bit of clay. Sat and stared. Decided I wanted a snack.
A snack. That is what brings me to today’s topic.
Last week, I rejoined Weight Watchers (aka WW). I used a new screen name and account to symbolize my fresh restart. (The last time neither my heart nor mind were really into the program and therefore failed.) Of course, I have been a bit obsessive about the program; working out recipes, tracking steps, and logging my points. The free style program is pretty easy – flexible with about a gazillion zero point foods. If there should be a special occasion, say Valentine’s Day, one merely saves her points for the celebration. And today I believe I have discovered an eating trigger: Can’t connect with clay? Snack! (For some reason I see an everything bagel, still warm, with butter and cream cheese. (I can save up the points but I’m also gluten-free. Crud.)) Well.
So today has not been a brilliantly successful day claywise. On the other hand, I’ve learned a lot dietwise. And still, I could do something with clay this evening? It could work… hmmm … there’s also tomorrow… But today was still a start!
It has been at least 4 months since I have created anything. Not touched a single lump of clay. Today was to have been my return to the table.
I did some laundry today.
a bit of exercise.
went thru the mail…
So I’m blocked. Or just not .. I don’t know.
I read this wonderful passage in Auntie Poldi and the Sicilian Lions by Mario Giordano
“I’m not looking, I’m finding,” she declared, and strode boldly off through the dust and the smell of sulphur.
“That’s what Picasso said,” she explained to me in September. “That’s the way he worked: simply take the plunge and see where you end up… “You’ve got to find, not look. Stay open, be receptive, be ready for anything, know what I mean?…”
Okay, so the point is it’s best not have a preconceived notion of what you want to create, (or in Auntie Poldi’s situation how to solve a murder or 2), but rather the ability to simply see what you need to see.
I think I’ll set up my work area. To the clay.
I’ve heard a horrible rumor…okay a fact. It is nearly the end of October! What Have I Been Doing? Swell question. I’ve been tending my dear shop. Dave (husband) and I went on a fantastic vacation to Canada. (Bought too much stuff.). Doted on our already much loved dachshund girls. Swore to lose 30 pounds (again! One of these days I actually will). Made jewelry to put in my aforementioned shop. Most recently, I restarted my Etsy shop. I’ve just started adding some of my newest items. Here’s one I want to show you:
This is comprised of my handmade polymer clay disc beads and these gorgeous peacock, (I’ve also seen them listed as rainbow), druzy beads.
Well, that’s the first of what I hope to be many new listings!
I’ll keep you posted!
Last month something unexpected and marvelous happened.
I opened my very own shop – Valerie Cheski/ Polymer Clay. Well, actually I never started out with that intention.
Here’s what happened…..
In early August, I was accepted as a vender at a 9 day arts/crafts event at my very favorite, very local, shopping mall, The Shops at Worthington Place. The participants were allowed to set up in empty store fronts. (A brief aside….The Shops at Worthington Place has suffered the same fate as so many of this country’s malls – shops have disappeared/closed due to the cumulation of so many factors. This is a lovely and well maintained mall…just with a few empty stores.). To my absolute delight, I was allowed to set up in a gorgeous formerly mega-expensive jewelry store. (I mean the cases all lock and everything!). I settled in – obviously not nearly filling the place but nicely spread out – and worked silly long 10 hour days. Toward the end of this time, mall management approached us with an opportunity: Stay to the end of the year. The mall will be full thru the holidays and we have the chance – short term – of having our own store(s)! The one caveat: fill these shops up! Um. Well. Some arts/crafts people had teamed up so for them, with a little hustle, they could present a bursting place. Me? I had always been on my own and this was a jewelry shop so….. hey! It hit me like a thunderbolt. I could indeed produce More jewelry and bowls, but what if I brought in …Books! Bright and beautiful, (and a dandy way to pass the time), I could fill in space and bring back
used Preread Collectible Book shopping!
And so it happened! Welcome to my artisan jewelry and collectible book store! If you are anywhere near Worthington OH., please stop by!