It's either a blessing or a curse that I have to walk by all of my flower children on the way to my studio. Inevitably I will stop to water, pull a weed, or just rearrange some piece of garden art before I cross the studio threshold. Once inside I am finding that I can concentrate on the task I've set for myself. That's a huge improvement from a year ago. I can't say I'm overly fond of anything I've created except for my buttons. Figures that there isn't a market for them... okay, they sell well at Cozy. One place...Today I began making blessings bowls. I have a wholesale order for some, along with a selection of purple trays. I call it making old work. It is money in the checkbook, even if I'd rather be working on new ideas. Not much of a surprise, most of the new ideas floating around in my head or in my sketchbook seem to have a floral theme.
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