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Now that I’ve overcome my fear of bright colors I’m ready for the next challenge. Glitter. I know, that doesn’t have much to do with glass bead making but I have an aversion to glitter. While you may think that’s not such a bad thing, it is troubling me. Everywhere I look people are glittering it up.
I flip the tv channels and craft shows are glittering. The Crafty Chica, whose blog I read, has a book dedicated to glittery things. Glitter. It’s everywhere and once again, people love it and I don’t get it.
I’m seriously considering glitter immersion in some form or another. First off, I’m looking for a ‘glitter ring’. What is that? I don’t really know, but forcing myself to wear a ring with glitter sounds like a good first step. Now, should I look for regular old fashioned glitter or a micro-glitter? See…all these choices.
As with the bright colors, I am slowly transforming myself into a new and more sparkly me. What are your aversions? Care to tackle them alongside me?
Don’t forget about the post below where I am offering up a challenge to do a new design every month or so. There are a couple people interested…how about you?
Do you ever get that feeling of ‘oh no. what did I just do?’ I’ve had that feeling a few times in my life when big decisions were made and there was no turning back. Even if I was happy with the decision it was the feeling of being forced to stay committed to something based on my own choices. I felt that way the day we signed the papers for our house. That was a big decision. I felt that way the morning I woke up after I got married. Hee hee. I felt that way when I took my first pregnancy test. No turning back now guys. So no use in worrying about whether it was a good or bad decision.
I also felt that way the first time I turned my torch on in my studio. I had previously been working in polymer clay and sold everything to fund the new glass lampwork studio. I was fully committed to glass in all of my beginner-ness. I was so excited. I had been renting torch time at Cave Creek Glassworks and decided I was ready to have a place where I didn’t have to pack up my supplies every time I worked.
The day came to light my torch and and aside from being terrified of it exploding because of the way I hooked up the gas and oxygen, I was giddy with anticipation. It lit just fine. The fire stayed where it was supposed to. Ventilation worked perfectly. Time to melt some glass. I made my first donut bead (I worked very tiny in those early days) and it didn’t work like I expected. I tried a few more and it wasn’t feeling as good as it was supposed to or as it had in the past. It was then that I had the distinct feeling that I had made a big mistake. I missed my polymer. What had I done?
I still get that feeling every once in a while. I have so much time and money invested into this thing they call glass lampwork. Some days (usually after a long day of production work) I wonder what would happen if I started to lose the desire to do it? What if someone moves my cheese? What would I do? What if one day the designs just stopped coming out of me and never returned? What would I do? I see people changing mediums and working into different areas like painting and precious metal clay and it scares me a little bit. It’s like breaking up with a boyfriend and having to start all over.
And then I tell myself to stop it and focus on what I’m doing. If that day were ever to come, I’d be ready for the change, right? Yikes.