
A couple of months back on Etsy I found this seller and asked her if I could post up her profile statement (see below). Click on the pic to see her Etsy.
I found it really inspiring and hope you do too.
I was walking through Bushwick, Brooklyn today and saw a graffiti slogan. In blood red paint it read, “You are not your neighborhood.” I think I understand that the author was reminding us that our worth isn’t measured by the status of our surroundings but I don’t think we can easily separate ourselves from the places and communities we inhabit.
Most of the places I’ve lived and the people I come from are earthy coal miners, rootsy housekeepers, and jolly school bus drivers. My gypsy mother took me temporarily to luxury, status, and higher education. She now has a small farm in Northern Virginia. Being exposed to the extremes has given me a healthy dose of audacity.
Statistically, I should’ve been a teenage mother with a substance dependency, who didn’t finish high school. Seeing a variety of ways to do life coupled with having a couple of big dreamers for parents, I’ve tried to take life on my own terms.
So, here I am… figuring out the thing I really want to do inconveniently late, with the proper steps tumbling out of order. I’m just naive and idealistic enough to do it anyway.
proud member of the indie free spirits team
I paint and craft because I obey a visceral impulse and have learned to rely upon and adore the creative process. I’m figuring out the rest as I go. At times, I feel ridiculous venturing into the world with ideas and paintbrushes in tow. But a quick review of my options, and I realize that deciding to turn away out of fear of ridicule would leave me empty, angry, and subdued. And so, I create and learn all I can along the way, despite it all.