Tag Archive | etsy

This update is long over due.

Hello! Hello!

Sorry I’m late. Sometimes, quite often actually, I get so caught up in life that I forget to update this journal.

What’s New? Well, my book project is stalled for now. I have too many irons in the fire and I need to re-focus. I’m still determined to finish it.  I have been doing more paintings on my iPod. I recently bought the Sensa artist brush and stylus. It makes painting on the iPod seem more “real”

I have updated my Etsy shop with new jewelry items.

Check out more at Perfumed Plums

white rose with black beads necklace

Resin white rose with vintage acrylic black bead .

earrings

elongated pearlescent bead is highlighted on these earrings.

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Work Space

My new work space is smaller than the one I used to have. 

It is a make-shift table full of stuff. I store my supplies in storage ottomans and shoe boxes. My work takes up half my bedroom. It is all very cramped and small. Which could explain why some of my work is small at the moment. I’m limited by my space.

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It is difficult trying to establish myself. 

I don’t know how people feel about art. Who is collecting new art these days? Who are the art patrons? I would still like to do a gallery show one day. I want, desperately want, my etsy shop to take off. It took several months before I made my first sale the last time I opened my shop. Many of my paintings and stuff are getting favorited and listed, but no takers. I’ll be adding some new necklaces to the shop as part of my summer collection.

Why sell the original?

The other day, my sister saw my Etsy shop.

She wanted to know if I ever thought about selling prints of artwork instead of the original piece. I told her no. And then I thought about why.

The reason I sell some of my original paintings is because I want people to have a piece of something unique. I have painting collections that are more personal or part of a message about life or some such stuff. But the paintings I decide to sell are pretty gems from my subconscious and I believe there is someone who can appreciate that part of me. There are people who can see what I see or maybe they see something completely different. It is way of communicating and sharing.