Measure fabric.
Cut.
Measure again.
Iron.
Add webbing.
Iron again.
Load bobbin.
Thread machine.
Sew.
Snip.
Affix hardware.
Sew again.
Repeat.
And I’m cool with it. I’m really, really cool with it.I once read the following in an artisan’s magazine regarding one’s wish to sell his/her handmade product: If you want to market your product, you need to be prepared to make many of the same thing. Can you make 200 of the same thing and not tire of it?
I thought I might. Tire of it, that is. But I haven’t. At least not yet. It is actually something that brings me peace, my creating. It has become my mantra. My om.
It certainly helps that I am passionate about my subject. I love the idea that my collars and leashes are heading out into the world to spend time resting on the neck of a fuzzy friend. I feel so lucky and excited that others appreciate my work and take it home to their companions to wear with pride.
The past few days have been the big push before Twist. I set up shop in the dining room upstairs instead of in my workshop downstairs, so I can be closer to my husband, dogs and cats. It is a bright and cheery room where the sun shines in on my machine. I have been enjoying the warmth on my back, and soft fur at my feet as I sew.
Tucker and Bpui have been camping out under the table while I am at my machine. It is lovely to have the company while I work. I love that they want to be close to me and I wish to be close to them. I only wish Tucker, Sherman and Bpui could join me at Twist! They would be such great salesdogs. But until they are allowed at art and craft fairs, I will keep them in my thoughts and heart as I sell little larry & me collars and leashes to my fellow dogheads.
See you at Twist!
