This post is not about how much of a disaster my new area is because I still have yet to fire up my torch, but I’m sure that post is coming. No, instead it’s about my favorite glass brand called Creation is Messy. The colors are unique in the glass world for the most part and they have fun names. But as I browsed their website, I realized how much the glass world has changed since I’ve been gone.
Like, half of my stock colors, the ones I can’t live without, are no longer available. Not like, “sold out” unavailable, but “we don’t make them anymore” unavailable. Queue crying and cursing here.
Some replacement colors and some old standbys.
I love buying glass. I love picking out colors and adding them to my virtual cart while planning what I’ll do with them. So, it’s probably going to shock nobody that I’ve already placed my first order, well before I can even light up my torch.
Sure, there are new colors to try and I look forward to trying them, but the old favorites… I’m going to miss them desperately. One thing is for sure; I’m going to have fun finding new “perfect combos.”
Tiiiin roof, RUSTY! Round was a challenge this morning. Maybe it wasn’t the wisest decision to start with encased flowers, but I did pull some stringers first and that part went well so I was feeling over confident.
So many choices.
It felt good to be back behind the torch this morning, even if things didn’t go perfectly. Today was about blowing away the cobwebs and making adjustments to the new space for the future.
My new happy place.
All I managed we’re some roundish encased beads and some “crystal” shaped beads with raised flowers. They’ll probably never see the light of day, but I’m baking them in the kiln anyway.
On a scale of one to ten, I’m giving myself a solid six for today’s efforts.
Patience isn’t my strongest suit. Typically, I want things right now and waiting is always a last resort. So, when I say that I’m trying to be patient while the pieces of my studio arrive, I do so with gritted teeth.
I desperately want to be melting glass right now, sweating in my garage instead of sitting on my couch in my air conditioned living room. That’s saying something.
Part of the problem is that, thanks to this quarantine, I haven’t done much of anything for a while. Anxiety and fear seems to take up most of my day. And I’m one of the lucky ones. I haven’t lost anything due to the shutdown and nobody I know has gotten sick. Personally, I’ve only experienced what can best be described as minor inconveniences. That doesn’t seem to make much of a difference to my psyche, though.
I really think that glass-working will improve my mental state. I’ll be flexing my creative muscle. I’ll be productive. And there’s the possibility that I’ll be able to make some money doing it. I’ve been watching several lampwork auction groups for a couple weeks now and my style of beads have either gone out of fashion, or I’m going to to corner a new market.
And speaking of these lampwork groups, I’m just going to say, WTF?! I’ve seen some beads sell that I think were intended to be round but didn’t quite achieve it. Sell, as in somebody paid actual money for them.
Maybe I should just stop watching these groups because it makes me even more eager to get out and torch. If only my parts weren’t on the slow boat because my 2-day Amazon Prime shipping is now 2-week Prime shipping. **Gritted teeth**
I made a sale! Thus far, it’s only $8, but, hot damn. I popped four little beads I made years ago onto a Facebook Group page for lampwork buyers and sellers and someone bid on them. Warm fuzzies ensued.
My first sale this season.
My photography isn’t stellar. I’m still waiting for my tripod, but I did spring for a $5.99 camera app that turns the regular iPhone camera into a DSLR.
Now I remember the most nerve-wracking part of selling my stuff; mailing it. I’ve got to round up envelopes, deal with postage and write a thank you card. It’s a nice problem to have.
There is a season… It’s been pointed out to me that I do things in cycles, or seasons, if you will. I’ll go through periods of time obsessed with something, like glasswork or gaming, then not touch it for months and months. I burn myself out on it, I guess.
Honestly, I’m not likely to change that, so this isn’t going to be resolution post where I’ll swear that I will keep lampworking, or blogging, or anything else. All I will promise is that I will do my best at what I’m doing at the moment.
One thing I want to do better with this “season” is my photography. Photography can make or break a bead artist. This time around, I’m going to be marketing my wares through Facebook groups, like Lampwork Bead Market. I’ll be posting pictures along side amazing artists from around the world.
Not sure how this is going to work, but instead of my old point and shoot camera, I’ll be using my iPhone X. My sister gifted me with a tripod for iPhones (a necessity) and a grey card, which I’ve never used before but hear that it improves color balance. I’m going to need all the help I can get.
I may change focus, often… but one thing that never changes is the unwavering support of my family. I couldn’t do this without them.
My last blog entry was my first in five years and I mentioned that there had been a lot of changes in those years, but I didn’t specifically say what they were other than mentioning that we sold our house. I also left my job, so I’m hoping to make lampwork my full-time gig. I’m not delusional though. I’d just like a hobby that supports itself.
But the best, most awesome change has been the addition of this little guy.
To say that Charlie is the light of our life is an understatement. He’s going to be my little bead buddy.
So, yeah. Five years since I blogged and at least three years since I melted glass. A lot has changed. In those three years, we sold our house and moved to a much smaller place so my glass studio was packed up and put into storage.
Fast forward to now and my soul has nearly shriveled to nothing since I haven’t fed my creative side in so long. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve done creative stuff, but not with glass which is my absolute favorite thing to do.
After whining for about a week, my husband, Eric, finally said, “Let’s get the stuff out of storage.” My soul inflated just a little. It’s been almost a week since my stuff was retrieved and it will be another few weeks before I can actually fire up my torch. There are some logistically difficult hurdles to overcome. For one thing, we now have a one-car garage instead of the two-car one we had at the house. Squeezing in amongst the full shelves of tools and miscellanies is the easy part.
The more difficult task is to make my setup more mobile and less permanent because hubby still wants to be able to do his woodworking on occasion. We’ve both had to make some compromises to make this work.
The tl:dr is this; I will be melting glass soon. My soul is looking forward to being full again.