I’ve been wrestling a bit about why I decided to start selling my notecards. I got caught up in printing emails, shipping packages, making deposits, coordinating with the mug printer… and started feeling rushed and overwhelmed. “This isn’t fun” I told my friends. “This is why I didn’t want to start selling anything.” My work deadlines were looming, and summer seemed to be passing at a record rate (it still is!).
I’ve had a few days where there has been a long enough pause for me to say “it’s all good” and actually mean it. But not many. Lately my default energy level is “Panic.”
However, today I had a longer than average pause. I had some time to clean out my Inbox and do some filing. I started sorting through the box of emailed orders that I had printed out, and found the stash of notecards that some people had sent along with their checks.
And I read through my print outs. One of my favorite emails included this: Your work is enchanting, magical! At my advanced age it awakened feelings in me I thought were long gone – dew on grass, a snail’s slimy trail, the strange madness of hummingbirds. That brings me so much Joy it hurts.
So thank you, all of you, who were part of this recent crazy part of my life, your support means the world to me, and I can’t wait to keep sharing my illustrations of the slimy and quirky world around me.