You Think I'd Learn

In the spring of 2008, I did a craft fair that I knew I shouldn't do.  But the table was free, the venue was huge and well-advertised and I thought, what the hell.  I was surrounded by 62 other vendors all selling jewelry.  No one did very well.  It was hotter than Hades and we left with most of our stuff and a sunburn.  I made less than $20 that day, selling off some bead mixes and supplies.

19 months ago I did a craft fair that I knew I shouldn't do.  But the space was only $30, the venue was close to home and I thought even though they did minimal advertising, what the hell.  I was surrounded by hipsters with glue guns who made "reclaimed" and "eco-friendly" objects of someone's idea of art.  I sold nothing and wasted an entire day.

Today I did a craft fair that I knew I shouldn't do.  The space and two tables were only $70, the venue was close to home and I thought even though they did no advertising, what the hell.  I was surrounded by wonderful people with interesting things and most of them my contemporaries.  I sold a bracelet, a pair of earrings, a necklace, and 6 greeting cards.  I  made $75.

(You may admire my lovely assistant.)

My question is:  does this sound like progress?

There will be more later, once I figure out what I'm going to do when I grow up.

Escape Velocity

Finished my latest bead embroidered cuff.  I'm strangely exhausted.

But there will be more, just later.