It is a New Year

As 2010 sweeps gently over into 2011, I have purposed within myself to make some changes. I have been watching my children slowly leave the nest, and every trip they make home becomes shorter and more bittersweet. They are truly becoming men, with their own lives and responsibilities. As much as I sometimes long for a few moments to have them as young children again, I am filled with joy as I watch them grab hold of who they are and what they stand for. A mother's heart can't get any bigger than mine. With less child rearing, I have found more time to reconnect with myself as an individual. "Mom" and "Wife" have been my job titles for 25 years. I will always be a mom and wife, and I will never regret the commitment I made to nurture my family. I have left a part of me within each of them but I wish to re-discover parts of me long buried. It is quieter now, a more suitable time for introspection and rebirth, and I am longing to discover a depth of creativity within myself that defines me as an artist. Therefore, I must diligently listen and respond to that quiet voice. My creative voice. The voice that communicates who I am through works made with my hands. I am mom and wife, but I am also an artist. It is this part of me that I wish to nurture in this season of my life. I must plant new seeds of possibilities and reconnect my hands, my heart and my vision. 2011, I joyfully greet you.

Maple Meadow Farm Festival

I bundled up the leftovers of my booth and left the Maple Meadow Farm Festival in Mapleton, Maine with a smile today. The Gregg family graciously opens their farm to the public and introduces them to past farming practices, including the tools, machinery (or horsepower) and a way of life that is slipping into the annals of time. The squeals of children playing rang through the air and the bustle of farm life demonstrations occupied the entire property.

I watched hundreds of families wander the grounds shopping for antiques or Maine made handmade goods, riding horse drawn carriages or just talking "farming" with the demonstrators. The family aspect of this event is heartwarming. I appreciate the Gregg family's vision and the commitment to do the work necessary to hold this event. The past is honored, family is celebrated and communities are knit together. It was a wonderful weekend. Thank you Gregg family!

Carla, one of my delightful customers and fellow Etsier posted a lovely blog post about Folk Art Tree on her blog. I tried to be normal....

Carla has another shop selling delicious beads for you jewelry makers!

Thanks Carla!

Early Spring

In the spring, at the end of the day, one should smell like dirt....

We have an early spring here in northern Maine, and I've been drooling over flower and veggie catalogs. Nothing like the faint wisp of muddy earth to bring out the farmer in me!

So I have been playing with some old seed packet images and came up with these little earrings. I just love them!

Simple Joys

You know, sometimes the simplest things can bring us such joy. I have been selling my little art projects for over 20 years. I could create every day and be content. But the real satisfaction comes when what I make actually connects me to another person. When someone tells me what I made brought a smile to their face, or was a gift for someone special, that moment satisfies and elicits such joy in me. I have met some truly beautiful people through the selling of my work. I refrain from listing you by name, but you know who you are. We may have never met in person, but through a simple purchase, we have connected. Thank you, my dear customers, for the opportunity you have given me to interject my world into your life. I am so honored and so amazed and so grateful.

Thank you.

Pam