“Follow your passion” is not exactly great advice, right? How is it helpful when you are trying to "follow" "something" but not really living? It’s not that I’m passionate about embroidering felt or coworking or helping independent designers gain exposure. I’m passionate about being independent and having freedom, and this is the means I’ve found to achieve that. A mentor of mine says that there is an art to finding success through entrepreneurship or freelancing, and that has to do with finding the overlap between what you like to do and what other people are willing to pay for. Not everything is marketable, he says (though some would disagree). On top of being useful and interesting to consumers, I think you have to be remarkably, extraordinarily good at what you do, which is only possible if you like what you do. You have to find your real motivation, because there is always going to be someone in the world working twice as hard as you for the same thing.
About a month ago I was contacted by a bride to create a bouquet inspired by a muted, pretty palette of rich colors. I loved the combination and was excited to take on another bridal client, which led me to finish the bouquet (plus a few bonus boutonnieres) within a few weeks. It was nice to be working on flowers again, and I followed my whim and inspiration to do things a little bit differently this time. Each flower and leaf is much more highly embellished than work I have done in the past, and I created more types of flowers (many of them found in my book, Fabric Blooms) to arrange into the bouquet.
Lately I've been embroidering really small things--portraits, simple objects, flowers, but much more detailed things, and all at about three inches square. I made these three pictures and framed them for my friend Rebecca Forsyth on her birthday today.
> When people throw cigarette butts on the ground
> When all your underwear is in the wash
> When you have to get up to get your charging cable
> Shower curtains that stick to you
> People who leave their carts in the middle of the aisle while they browse
It's now been one month since I quiet Diet Coke cold turkey. I had been drinking 6-8 cans per day, from when I woke up to when I went to sleep. That's a lot, but I'd been drinking more or less that for about 10 years. I don't like coffee or tea, so soda was my only source of caffeine, which I thought I needed to exist.