Well I was starting to fear that I was approaching the point of not being able to call myself a jeweller anymore. Perhaps I should have never called myself one in the first place. But I decided you don't need an art degree or a high sales record to use such titles. I make jewelry, and I sell it when I actually make it. Good enough for me. But I have been plagued with this guilt about my lack of ambition towards "making it" as a jeweller. I go back and forth between loving it and hating it, thinking I have a gift and thinking everything I make is utter crap... You know how it goes!
Well this week I busted out my lovely sketch book my sis bought be for Christmas a few years ago (that has far to many empty pages) and dusted off my pencils. One page filled with sketches for a commission I am working on, and lots of other ideas flowing out too. I am even donating a piece to a silent auction for a great cause. Now I just need to do a major clean up and organisation in my studio, and keep the creative juices flowing. After all, I am whatever I decide I am.
