I find that when I get stressed, I have the habit of adding more to the already long list of things to get done, or things I want to get done. The list is never ending and even though I don't have a deadline, I feel that if I don't get it all done, I've failed somehow. I love owning a shop but it's definitely hard sometimes to keep up. It's a good problem to have I suppose. It means people like what I do, but there's not enough time in the day for everything. I haven't had much time to work on the more detailed, one-of-a-kind creatures because I've just been trying to get dollies out on the shelves so the shop isn't so empty. It makes me a little sad. Gus the bear was the last one of a kind creature I made, and I loved working on him. I talked to him, saying things like "don't worry bud, I'll sew your ears on next so you can hear me" and "almost done, then you won't be a pincushion anymore!" I gave him a personality. I got to know him. I know that sounds weird, since he's an inanimate object but. That's how I work.
Don't get me wrong, I like cranking out smaller things, simpler things that aren't too expensive...these are things more in a child's budget, and I love to see little kids walk away with something of mine that they've purchased with their own money and I do know that even the simple penguin or elephant I make has personality and differs slightly from the next, but it is different. It sometimes feels like a chore. A new creature popped into my head the other day and I'm excited about it.
I want to bring it into the world and share it with my friends. I want to start working on it right away but as soon as I sit down to start... I feel the pressure of having empty shelves in the shop.
And so it has to wait.
One at a time.
I'll get it all done.
photo creds: Hayley