ArtLog: That many? Really?
Dec. 6th, 2023 03:45 amMy Etsy shop, which is here:
https://www.etsy.com/shop/LionessElise
tells me that I have sold more than 3500 pieces there.
Huh. That's a lot.
Maybe I should do something to celebrate that. Must ponder.
It's Winterfair time. I could give out free planet pendants as celebration gifts. That might be fun.
https://www.etsy.com/shop/LionessElise
tells me that I have sold more than 3500 pieces there.
Huh. That's a lot.
Maybe I should do something to celebrate that. Must ponder.
It's Winterfair time. I could give out free planet pendants as celebration gifts. That might be fun.
Until yesterday, my Etsy shop had been below 100 pieces for a long while. (Months and months. That is a very long while hereabouts.) And now it's at 111 pieces, and I am full of happiness about that, because it really does help.
OK, now some food and then some workbench. Yesssss. I may even get a Stardust pendant mostly done. And there's a tektite or ten waiting for me too.
What's the art in your life doing at the moment? Or what are you doing with it? Or both? Any milestones lately?
OK, now some food and then some workbench. Yesssss. I may even get a Stardust pendant mostly done. And there's a tektite or ten waiting for me too.
What's the art in your life doing at the moment? Or what are you doing with it? Or both? Any milestones lately?
ArtLog: the endless seasonal challenge
Dec. 2nd, 2023 01:14 pmIt's been a challenging year... or two... or four. Something like that. And that only makes the perennial December struggle for balance more so.
I need to get a lot of (already finished) work into the Etsy shop.
I need to spend as much time as I can at the workbench because workbench helps everything including my ability to handle the chronic pain and similar things.
Today I will try to get a few more pieces into the shop. Before things changed, I had a reasonable hope of having between 200 and 300 things in the shop at the beginning of December. Now I'm in the middle 90s. Argh.
I hope people like them and buy them. That would be particularly handy right now. And I'll continue to spend a bunch of time at the workbench, doing various needful things but especially the ones that keep me going and give me the wherewithal emotionally to continue.
Wish me luck, please?
And now I need to have breakfast, because I forgot to, and then I need to get that new dragon pendant into the shop and then get myself up to the workbench.
I need to get a lot of (already finished) work into the Etsy shop.
I need to spend as much time as I can at the workbench because workbench helps everything including my ability to handle the chronic pain and similar things.
Today I will try to get a few more pieces into the shop. Before things changed, I had a reasonable hope of having between 200 and 300 things in the shop at the beginning of December. Now I'm in the middle 90s. Argh.
I hope people like them and buy them. That would be particularly handy right now. And I'll continue to spend a bunch of time at the workbench, doing various needful things but especially the ones that keep me going and give me the wherewithal emotionally to continue.
Wish me luck, please?
And now I need to have breakfast, because I forgot to, and then I need to get that new dragon pendant into the shop and then get myself up to the workbench.
On the Doing of Needful Things: the will
Nov. 30th, 2023 11:28 amIt's unexpectedly odd, this doing of one's will and being asked by one's lawyer to give an itemized list of all one's creative properties. For one thing, that's a long list and I am absolutely sure I'm forgetting things and leaving stuff out. But the oddest bit is how it feels like a retrospective collection or exhibit or something. Were it not for the fact that the show belongs to an older generation than mine, I'd half expect "This Is Your Life!" to pop out of the woodwork at any moment.
Also, seeing through-lines in one's own work is decidedly trippy, I gotta say.
Have you made a will yet?
(I partly want one so that there will be someone who can grant permission to reprint certain things for free to people and organizations who ask. And this is how to do that, so I'm doing it. But mostly I want it so that my sister is not stuck cleaning out all my stuff, and that J is not burdened with what would be bureaucratic/paperwork/communication/cleaning hell for him.)
Also, seeing through-lines in one's own work is decidedly trippy, I gotta say.
Have you made a will yet?
(I partly want one so that there will be someone who can grant permission to reprint certain things for free to people and organizations who ask. And this is how to do that, so I'm doing it. But mostly I want it so that my sister is not stuck cleaning out all my stuff, and that J is not burdened with what would be bureaucratic/paperwork/communication/cleaning hell for him.)
Workbench time never fails to improve me. Today I had hours and hours of it. It was SO GOOD.
SO SO SO GOOD.
Now I need to switch from the necklace work that I go deep into when I'm sort of re-assembling myself and getting centered, because there are dragon pendants that need doing, plus this panjas bracelet thingie that I think I have got figured out now, so I need to finish the prototype. These things can be done, because both yesterday and today I had hours and hours of "sink deep into this necklace work" and also hot baths, which is a combo that is very powerful in how it improves my day.
(Wow. When I come out of necklace-work-space, my words do take a while to get back into linear thought rather than a fugue or some series of motifs or whatever it is when I'm composing four linear superimpositions in a long four-loop necklace. My eyes keep going to the previous paragraph and wanting to rearrange things with attention to enjambments and rhythmic structure.)
Oh right, I should mention that these necklaces are full of cats.
SO SO SO GOOD.
Now I need to switch from the necklace work that I go deep into when I'm sort of re-assembling myself and getting centered, because there are dragon pendants that need doing, plus this panjas bracelet thingie that I think I have got figured out now, so I need to finish the prototype. These things can be done, because both yesterday and today I had hours and hours of "sink deep into this necklace work" and also hot baths, which is a combo that is very powerful in how it improves my day.
(Wow. When I come out of necklace-work-space, my words do take a while to get back into linear thought rather than a fugue or some series of motifs or whatever it is when I'm composing four linear superimpositions in a long four-loop necklace. My eyes keep going to the previous paragraph and wanting to rearrange things with attention to enjambments and rhythmic structure.)
Oh right, I should mention that these necklaces are full of cats.
So I've decided to just post, already. ;-) Hello again, Dreamwidth folks.
Today the workbench is covered with dinosaur bones. Well, not entirely covered -- I don't have that many. But there are seventeen pairs of dinosaur bone earrings waiting to get their earwires put on, and two pairs of amber earrings (some of the dino bone earrings have amber on them as well), and a pair of amber and stegodon bone earrings, and a pair of amber and stegodon and dino bone earrings, and a rather large pair that has amber and dinosaur bone and large round beads machined out of meteorite NWA869. Because I could. And because dinosaur bone beads are a great comfort, for some reason.
These particular shinies are made with the specific intent of paying for a trip I hope to take this summer. Dinosaurs might take me traveling. (Now I have a mental image of harnessing up the dinos to the wagon and heading for the rising sun.)
Today the workbench is covered with dinosaur bones. Well, not entirely covered -- I don't have that many. But there are seventeen pairs of dinosaur bone earrings waiting to get their earwires put on, and two pairs of amber earrings (some of the dino bone earrings have amber on them as well), and a pair of amber and stegodon bone earrings, and a pair of amber and stegodon and dino bone earrings, and a rather large pair that has amber and dinosaur bone and large round beads machined out of meteorite NWA869. Because I could. And because dinosaur bone beads are a great comfort, for some reason.
These particular shinies are made with the specific intent of paying for a trip I hope to take this summer. Dinosaurs might take me traveling. (Now I have a mental image of harnessing up the dinos to the wagon and heading for the rising sun.)