Blogging has always been a weird activity for me. I mean, first of all, I’m quite a private human (my daughter calls me a cat). Sharing my thoughts and feelings on a public forum normally feels terrifying. I’m that person who can’t even chime in on a Facebook post about Indian food, despite having so …
The Holiday season is here, and I have been feeling really low. Usually around this time of year, I am rushed off my feet with work. All those Holiday shows and markets are hard work, but I tend to sell really well in person. When I sell well at a market, or someone compliments my …
This is a year of firsts. It is my first time as an Artist in Residence at a school. I am building my first studio ever. This is the first season that I am focusing on making products for shops, and my first year of really being at peace with working from home. The Residency …
The holiday season is upon us, and crafters everywhere are investing heavily in multipacks of Hothands, wearing their wooliest hand knitted socks, and braving the extreme cold to bring their beautiful wares to you. This is all for you! But what does this time of year feel like for crafters? Well, I can’t speak for …
One of the greatest advantages to running my own business is that, it is very hard to ever be bored with my job. After an intense and very physical summer of running a summer camp and teaching art all day every day, it is really lovely to switch gears for a while, and get back …
I feel like I must have written about this before. Have I? It seems unlikely that I haven’t. I must have craved a bit of a chinwag about this pertinent issue at some some point during my time as Head Honcho of Noctiluna. Okay, let’s just assume that I have. It doesn’t matter though, it’s …
Apparently the distress signal Mayday comes from the French term m’aider, which means “help me”. The signal was invented in the 1940s by a radio officer in Croydon airport. These two facts make me smile, because, first of all, I like the fact that something so important came out of Croydon; the term “mayday” comes to mind frequently when …
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to live with an artist? Maybe you already live with one, and are thinking up a few choice expletives to write in the comments section below? You have my sympathies, really. My family love what I do, and my kids are proud of having an artist mom. They …
I can’t control myself. I want to do so many things, and I want to do them now! I have a habit of getting over excited about life, like a little kid looking at toppings at an ice cream social. Working on multiple projects simultaneously, reading a stack of books on rotation, having numerous new passions and interests. …
Everything happens for a reason. There is a reason for this post being written the day after Mothers Day. Not the day before Mother’s Day, not on actual Mothers Day, but the day after. The day after is a thing for me. When something big and blog-worthy happens, some bloggers rush to their laptops and write …
