They say women are so busy trying to prove how much like men they are that they are losing their uniqueness. I’m not worried. I’ve always felt unique, different, unafraid to listen to my own drummer. Ok. That’s not always the most popular approach, but after all these years, isn’t it better to feel independent of those that really had to follow one path … Kowtow, lest someone think badly of her/him/them? Well, perhaps you don’t find quite the same amount of accolades – IF you needed accolades, but toward the end of the road at least you know you did it your way.
Over the years I’ve been asked more often than I can even remember by an artisan if their work was good — To me, one way to know that a piece is good, is to look at what YOU created and judge yourself. Does it look good to you? Does it feel finished?
I think really that is the key. Does it seem finished or does it need just a little more work, a little more time to get it just right to your eye.
Worry less about what someone else thinks and concentrate on what you think. You’ll know when you have a winner. Remember, there will ALWAYS be folks out there that don’t like your work or your style, but also remember there will be many more that do. So just go out there and create.
Of course by now everyone knows my special breed has to be the Old English Sheepdog. It’s not like there aren’t others that I love very much like my Hans and Greta – both rescues from Dachshund Rescue groups. And both very precious. And the other critters along the way that came from Humane Societies and rescues. I have to share my latest Keeper Box an intense assortment of our beloved OES – questions are welcome. Size about 10 inch, 8 inch and 4 inches tall.
Okay we have an update on my location – once Again Centennial Hall – booth space 115 – same location as last year – when you walk in – facing the room I’ll be on your right side up front – about two rows from the wall – the right wall if you are facing the vendors… hope that’s clear 🙂 See you on October 26th at Marist —
This is another lovely show, held indoors, that I absolutely love and wouldn’t miss for anything. Come see a wonderful assortment of crafters – many who only do this show. Not to be missed. Come see us here in the Highland’s on October 12th…
Sat., Oct. 12
Starting at 10:00 am – Ending at 5:00 pm
Highlands Rec Park and Civc Center, North 4th street
Highlands NC 28741
Okay, perhaps this image isn’t the Marist Holiday Traditions show but is an example of what you may feel at Holiday Traditions this year. The joy of the holiday to come; the feeling that all’s right with the world and an endless array of crafts from some of the finest crafters I only seem to see here in Atlanta each year.
Most of us don’t have the option of going to a Christmas Market in Europe. The photo is of Mannheim’s market. Not bad. But not Marist Holiday Traditions and there you will only find American Crafter’s at their best.
Please join me once again this year on October 26th for the best of times and arts and crafts that you will find this side of the Mississippi.
I don’t know my spot yet here at this magnificent event however will post same as soon as the packets with the info arrives. I can’t tell you enough how much I enjoy this show.
9 am – 4 pm
Arrival at the boat you are still encumbered with all the grown-up problems of the world on your shoulders, then suddenly you feel alive again seeing the awe-struck sights of Europe – your first Christmas Market in a place like Speyer – you walk off the boat to a world that transports you to childhood, senses exploding with sights and smells of Christmas experienced in youthful bliss…candy, and candles, decorations not seen since youth and suddenly you do believe and know Santa does exist. Walking back on the boat you are transformed into that child once more, if for only a little while you know all is right with the world and you have been given a magical free pass back to your youth.
No I have not yet had the privilege of a River Cruise, but have experienced the Christmas Markets… keeps the Spirit of Christmas alive within you like a soft glowing ember that refuses to burn out.