A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament. Its beauty comes from the fact that the author is what he is. It has nothing to do with the fact that other people want what they want. Indeed, the moment that an artist takes notice of what other people want, and tries to supply the demand, he ceases to be an artist and becomes a dull or an amusing craftsman, an honest or a dishonest tradesman.
Adventures at Last Thursday ~~ Gremlin and I had fun meeting lots of new people, even though it was a very sunny afternoon.
I had an intriguing time trying to keep people from trying to sell me/convince me of things. Isn’t there a popular etiquette clause that says “hey, she’s working right now, it’s probably not the best time to hit on her in eerily specific ways/exhort her to pursue jesus/try to sell her things/ask her to sign up for my program.”
However, it was generally hilarious more than anything else.
I won’t be selling in the winter season, since the street won’t be closed, etc etc, but I’ll be back come spring.
More pictures on the Estuary Magicks Facebook Page.
Twin cities folk ~~ come see some lovely & talented local crafters, myself included, and hey, who doesn’t like coffee?
My dear friends Keely and Abby came to visit, and they left me with some old jewelry. This week I’ve been turning all the bracelets into small dreamcatchers.
I used a waxed twine to contrast the brightness of the metals, and I had fun choosing spiders and decorations for these. I think the simplicity suits their size — they’re almost small enough for a necklace, depending on how much moxy the wearer has.
More photos on the Estuary Magicks facebook page.
Thanks for the jewelry gifts, darlings.