I've been, pretty much, just 3 different places: Home, work, or the YMCA. I've been doing exactly what I want to do when I want to do it.
But yet, I've found myself worried about the convenience of others rather than the convenience to myself - almost apologetic that maybe the ideas I have may adversely impact others. The associate attorney in the firm brought this to my attention the other day when I was discussing the moving of files that I'm working on into my office - her words were: You do what you want to do, dude. They're your files.
It's really such a simple thing, but I suppose I was used to having to tiptoe around my ideas and present them in such a way to others so they'd be more receptive. I'm aware that I can appear brash, blunt, stubborn and, at times, obsessive. I get it in my head I want to do something and all be damned...I'm going to do it.
That won't change, but there's no need to apologize for the basic personality traits that have gotten me this far in life.
Speaking of things that I won't apologize for...I've been spending obscene amounts of time making, fixing, re-creating, re-thinking things...here's my latest project in my studio (YES, I'm going to begin referring to my craft room as my studio!):
Before:
This is what it looked like once I got it out of the frame. Broken, sad, "nobody-wanted-me" 3D wall art from TjMaxx. It was heavily clearanced to $12 and I knew I was up for the creative challenge.
Current (not completed):
I'm still working on the embellishments and hope to finish that part up today. After that, a minor clean up, back it goes into a very nice glass frame and BOOM! A sellable, very unique piece of upcycled art that soothed my soul to work on. Much better than letting it end up in the trash, wouldn't you say?
Projects like this is what really made me want to start my own Etsy shop - USUpcycled. I wanted to take old, perhaps broken things, and turn them back into something beautiful and useful.
It goes along with my view on people. We are lead astray, we fall, we make mistakes, we royally screw things up. But we can be restored; forgiven. Every day we can can wake up and decide to be different. We can be upcycled humans, too.
