I’ve never had any desire to stay at home and be a homemaker… I’ve wanted to cut my own path and escape the 9-5, romanticising the idea of getting up to sun spilling onto my sheets, feeling the breeze from an open window on my face as I make fragrant coffee and browse through the inbox full of emails with offers of projects, opportunities and people wanting to purchase my jewellery (that I leisurely sit and make in an afternoon). This is how I thought it might be starting again down south. Turns out it takes a bit of time and graft before that happens. In reality I am struggling to motivate myself to get dressed and as for my inbox? – Empty!
Etsy has been the order of the week. I’ve narcissistically taken photograph after photograph of myself wearing my very best jewellery, set up a little make-shift studio in my livingroom and snapped away. I’ve uploaded, tagged, promoted and waited… and waited… and waited. Nothing. I seem to be getting sucked into the vast void that is etsy.
Etsy is a flooded marketplace and it is very hard to stand out from the crowd. I love surfing the site and looking at the amazing work people do – I find it so inspiring. But how to compete? How to get traffic to my little shop? Any advice on this topic would be very welcome.
On the plus side I’ve had some marvellous days this week strolling by beach and daydreaming of different ways to make my work stand out, just a little bit, from the crowd.
Daydreaming has been the order of the day; dreaming of new chapters and creating new things… I’m feeling positive and loving Sunday, drinking tea and baking bread. I want this to be always – that’s what I’m daydreaming about.
This weekend I’ve been experimenting with photographing my jewelry. I’ve been trying to add more character and focus on saying more about the influencing factors behind my style… I managed to single handedly trash my flat, by getting out every prop, teapot, cup and saucer and feather display that I own.
It was worth it!
See it here in my little Etsy shop ***
After a fair bit of debate I’ve decided to give putting my jewelry in the cafe a go. Why not? As my boyfriend said, it’s something different, try it out and see what happens.
This is a selection of pieces that I’ve been working on and will be appearing in Zoo cafe in Hull as of Friday. There is an awful lot still to be done and I’m super disorganised – but ho hum, I’m sure I’ll get there.
Watch this space and wish me luck.
I’m spending today by refusing to get dressed and finishing off some jewelry.
I’m curled up on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket and fighting off the cold… I love Sundays.
So, I’m in a bit of a dilemma. I haven’t been selling very much jewelry recently and think it’s because I’m not making and uploading things regularly. An opportunity to join a craft co-operative and put some of my pieces in a cafe has recently presented itself. The problem is that I don’t currently have time to make things for the cafe and online; it’s going to be one or the other… so which do I chose?
I love the idea of being part of a crafty, co-operative community. The cafe is less time consuming as I don’t have to spend time photographing in failing light and uploading things. However, the downside is that the audience that my jewelry will reach will be more limited than online. I’m not really sure what to do… Any advice out there?
This weekend Ranj designed the banner for my (hopefully) soon-to-be Folksy Shop… I’ve got lots of things flying round my head and am happily distracted.
I was supposed to settle down and focus on writing; so I started tatting. I wanted to focus on tatting; so I researched resin… maybe I should just give in and embrace the fact that I will never settle at one thing. I probably won’t ever specialise or focus.
I worry that this means I will never really master something. That I will be hard to catagorise and market, that I won’t ever have buyers in my shop or readers of my blog… But then I thought this quality is what keeps me learning, ever reaching out and always asking what’s next.
As I said in a previous blog, “Perhaps no one will ever know what you’ve made” and that’s ok, because the making and the learning is the important bit.
I woke up at 1am this morning thinking that we were under attack… in actual fact it was the roof being ripped clean off the block of flats that I live in! We had a meeting at 1:30am – in a storm and decided that there was nothing we could do, so we all went back to bed.
It meant that I couldn’t get to work today. My car got stuck in the car park (luckily unscathed) and the builders needed to be in and out. It was fun at first, then I was board, then I worried about work and wished I was there.
My dearest Katie Lockett rang me all the way from Australia and I was happy that I was in to talk to her. She received my Christmas parcel and liked my story. We chatted about weddings, projects and giggled about my roof being removed. She made me smile.
I thought about the past and people I miss and times that have gone and crocheted some pendants to keep my fingers busy.
I’ve stiffened them and they are sitting next to
me whilst I write this… I can’t decide if I like them yet.