Nothing in the world makes me happier than my baby – who isn’t such a baby any more (as she always insists on reminding me). Tonight, when I arrived home from my last shoot of the day, she began posing for me – wanting to be my only subject. Little does she realize that she is my constant inspiration. She is what motivates me to constantly improve myself and my work. She is my subject, even when she isn’t there with me. I’ve always believed that every piece an artist creates is a self portrait, and as you can find me in all of my work, I can find her there as well.
Today my head has been filled with design. I’m preparing to open my shop, and I’m frantically working to get everything ready. Yesterday I finished up a Spring themed mini-kit. Today I started a full sized kit all about the chicken pox… I really do enjoy designing. Well… the designing part of it anyway.
I’m sure it’s a sentiment felt by many creative types who also run a business. The creative side of things fuels us, keeps us going in so many ways. The business side of things is simply a necessary evil. That’s how I feel about the organizational side of design.
Creating elements, creating papers, designing overlays, and custom products… it’s all a fabulously zen thing for me. Photography gets me revved up, designing relaxes me – two sides of the creative coin. But organizing my product so it’s ready to sell? Ugh. I wish I could hand that end of it over to someone else. It takes me far longer than it should simply because I don’t enjoy it – and I end up putting it off and then have several products that all need work at the same time. LOL I won’t complain too loudly though. I’m pretty blessed to be able to do what I do.
So watch for me soon. I’ll be setting up shop at the Plum. Opening day will soon be upon us. 🙂
Some days I have to actually stop and remind myself that this year is about personal joy. With some of what is going on politically, some of my choices, while ethical, aren’t exactly joyful. I am exhausted. I’m being pulled in too many directions. I really do wish I could just “poof” disappear with my daughter and husband for about a week. Then come back refreshed and get back on the fast track again. Anyone have a magic wand? Anyone got a genie?
My mantra right now is “October is almost here”. How the heck I’m going to get everything done that needs to be done BEFORE the end of September, I’m not sure… but come October, my life should go back to being at least partially mine. “October is almost here.” Say it with me: October is almost here. 😉
It felt like a long and tiring day… only… it really wasn’t a SUPER busy day. Sure, it was a full day. I got a fair bit of work done (spent some time on Green Party of Saskatchewan businesses, spent some time on Camp fYrefly wrap-up, spent some time on edits and enhancements for TD Photography, and spent some time just being a mom)… but it wasn’t like I was going out of my mind running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. A lot of work, but time to breathe too. Tonight though? Tonight I’m tired. Not just in body, but in mind. I’m exhausted, but relatively peaceful too. And that’s something I haven’t felt for a little while now.
Okay. I still have a million things to do… but you know what? I’m working myself to the death. Camp starts on Thursday, and all day Wednesday I’ll be in doing the youth leader and adult volunteer training. So that really only leaves today and tomorrow left.
So… I figure I’ll bring my computer and my printer with me to camp. My room can be my office. And as I need things, I’ll do them up and print them off. I’ve been SOOOO sick the last couple hours that I physically HAD to stop working or my keyboard would have gone real bad real fast. I’ve spilled a smoothie on a clamshell iBook, and that would have been NOTHING compared to what would have happened if I didn’t put away the computer when I did.
I’ve learned that sometimes it’s best to listen to our bodies.
I’m going to bed early tonight. I won’t be any use to anyone if I push myself any further. So, if a few papers don’t get printed tonight, if I don’t finish up my little table top schedules, camp will go on and be just fine without them. LOL But it won’t go on just fine without the coordinator. So the coordinator is calling it quits. At least for the night.
Yesterday I worked on camp stuff from 9 AM until 2 AM. Today I again started at 9 AM… but I was forced to stop at 6:30. And that’s just where it’s going to stay. I’ll work on some more stuff tomorrow, and then bring my “office” with me to camp so that it’s handy for any little detail things that I may need it for. Camp’s going to rock! And I sure as hell want to be well enough to enjoy it. 😀
…write up a query of a post today. But then? Then it got late. And I got tired. LOL Funny how that happens when you work from 9:30 AM till 10:00 PM. So the interesting question is going to have to wait. For now? I’m going to eat me some strawberries, maybe watch an episode of Dead Like Me or Breaking Bad on DVD, and then? Then I think I’m going to crash for a good long while with no plans of waking up until at least 10:30 or 11:00 tomorrow. LMAO
I truly love my work. But yep. Work days that last from 12 – 14 hours? Make for LONG freakin’ days. LOL I do have to admit though, it’s amazing how quick time passes when you are so deep into it. 😉
Wow! A tough job in such a small home, but we’re doing it. And we’re actually more than half way there. This kind of construction is relatively simple, the biggest problem we’ve encountered is simply trying to maneuver such huge pieces of wood in such a tiny space… to give you some perspective… the bed will be 8’8″ long when completed (including the frame) and the space it is in is only 10′ wide. So, it’s been a little tough. LMAO The space being so tiny is also what has made the loft necessary. It really should make a world of difference for this family of three + four + one + one + one (all the pluses are for our animal family members).
Anyway, here’s what it looks like after day one of construction:
Our hearts will never heal. On this, the anniversary of the attack against our friends and neighbours, we remember all those who’s lives were ended, and who’s lives continue to be affected by the loss of those closest to them. Never forget.