I have a love of arts and crafts that started when I was just a tiny little girl. My great-grandmother was my sitter and I was a handful of energy…even at four. See the blanket in the picture with Wicked? I started that blanket when I was four years old. One look at all those crazy colors and you know it was a labor of love. My great grandmother taught me how to crochet, used to make me help her with her quilting (which back then was done using old clothing, sheets and pieces of yarn – truly requiring the ability to create with what you had on hand, and not by purchasing cute complementary quarters at the fabric store). She gave me the power to make mistakes, correct those mistakes and grow. By the time I was eight or nine I would be commissioned to crochet blankets for friends of my parents and make my own Barbie clothes. By the time I was in my teens I would crochet my own clothes, purses, jewelry, etc.
Thankfully, my mother was supportive of continuing to keep my hands busy. Between crafting and reading I was not your typical kid. I rarely went outside to play, didn’t skip homework – but instead did it as fast as I could so I could get to my next arts and crafts project. My mom supported my drawing habit by purchasing one or two Prismacolor pencils every time we went to the art supply store, watching for yarn at store sales and grabbing a few skeins, letting me purchase arts and craft supplies at yard sales AND driving me to the ceramic store each week and helping me search for new ceramic stores to visit for more ideas and project selections.
Now, while I did what all good girls should do and took typing and shorthand classes, then went to college to get into a “good” profession (and took all art classes as electives), at 40 I just didn’t feel like I was doing what I should be and quit. It only took a weekend, but I developed a business plan, obtained backing and decided to follow my heart and help others create. I used to joke that in my next life I planned on being an elementary school art teacher – this was the next best thing I could do without going to school and getting an art degree. AND, I get to teach whatever I want – wet clay, canvas fun, beading, journaling, crocheting – keep an eye out, we pop surprise classes into the calendar all the time.
So, while your children are visiting the studio for workshops, camps, kids club and other classes, just remember – this is exactly what I want to be doing. And if you want to find your inner child – come on in and let’s see if we can find him/her. I bet we can…