Arts Festival, not so much
Oct. 3rd, 2006 10:57 pmI've been trying to get ready for the Ashfield Fall Festival, and one of the things about the show is that I needed to have some new work to exhibit. I have some things I started a while ago and wanted to finish, but the two I wanted most have disappeared. They are, no doubt, somewhere in the house -- I saw them earlier this summer, in fact. But for the past few weeks there has been no sign of them. As they're special to me, this was quite stressful, to the point where I couldn't even begin to work on the two other pieces I did find. Apparently I did a little too much re-arranging and moving of things for construction, Pennsic, etc... Then we needed to get more matt board to at least make sure I had prints available of all the popular existing art -- took three trips, and even so only enough black board to make 11 prints. We've been meaning to find a good online source, but have been focussing on other things. I also needed more wood boxes for my decoupage items -- got those finally, and even painted a basecoat on a bunch of them...
Last night we get home from the business meeting to a message that I don't need to start work until 1-1/2 hours later than scheduled (no clients), which meant I would either be stuck in town for over 2 hours between my chiropractic appt. and work, or be wasting time and gas going home to do a few things and then drive back again. So, I planned to print up a bunch of cards in the morning and bring them with me to work to fold, cut, and package. Next morning, I get another call that the other MT called in sick, asking if I would be willing to come in _earlier_ than usual, to take a couple of her clients. I agreed to, since I might as well help out my fellow MT, and I can always work on cards some other time... Weird start to work -- first client was such a stress case, not our usual at all, and we have quite a variety. Demanding, firing questions like buckshot, asking questions about scheduling and payment (NOT my area), etc. Managed to get through the session, but it was almost enough to make me want to quit, which is pretty bad. I really do like doing massage therapy and helping folks out.
Anyway, got home and was talking with fitzw about all that, and he noted he'd been watching me and said that I was more than just stressed out, I was depressed. Kind of an odd thing, since I've had lots of good things happening this fall, and really enjoyed all of the events we've been going to and stuff. But as pertains to the festival this coming weekend, he was right. Not being able to find those pictures has totally messed up the whole process for me. So, the resolution has been to.... cancel my appearance as a craftsperson at the festival. I'll have to call them tomorrow morning, on the chance they might have someone on their waitlist who can fill the space, and I'll give them a donation for the scholarship fund in case they can't find someone (for as much as I would have given). fitzw commented that I haven't really seen the festival for a few years (no one to cover for me), suggested I could visit with folks, maybe help out here and there, and be a tourist part of the time. Sounds like a great idea. I love my husband -- and I'm glad he can see things when I can't. The knots in the back are already starting to unkink a bit...
And now I can go forward with some other creative plans I have, without feeling so pressured! Plus, now I can help out with the garage addition this week -- with any luck, we can be putting the floor in very soon.... (keeping fingers crossed....hmm, hard to type that way...)
Last night we get home from the business meeting to a message that I don't need to start work until 1-1/2 hours later than scheduled (no clients), which meant I would either be stuck in town for over 2 hours between my chiropractic appt. and work, or be wasting time and gas going home to do a few things and then drive back again. So, I planned to print up a bunch of cards in the morning and bring them with me to work to fold, cut, and package. Next morning, I get another call that the other MT called in sick, asking if I would be willing to come in _earlier_ than usual, to take a couple of her clients. I agreed to, since I might as well help out my fellow MT, and I can always work on cards some other time... Weird start to work -- first client was such a stress case, not our usual at all, and we have quite a variety. Demanding, firing questions like buckshot, asking questions about scheduling and payment (NOT my area), etc. Managed to get through the session, but it was almost enough to make me want to quit, which is pretty bad. I really do like doing massage therapy and helping folks out.
Anyway, got home and was talking with fitzw about all that, and he noted he'd been watching me and said that I was more than just stressed out, I was depressed. Kind of an odd thing, since I've had lots of good things happening this fall, and really enjoyed all of the events we've been going to and stuff. But as pertains to the festival this coming weekend, he was right. Not being able to find those pictures has totally messed up the whole process for me. So, the resolution has been to.... cancel my appearance as a craftsperson at the festival. I'll have to call them tomorrow morning, on the chance they might have someone on their waitlist who can fill the space, and I'll give them a donation for the scholarship fund in case they can't find someone (for as much as I would have given). fitzw commented that I haven't really seen the festival for a few years (no one to cover for me), suggested I could visit with folks, maybe help out here and there, and be a tourist part of the time. Sounds like a great idea. I love my husband -- and I'm glad he can see things when I can't. The knots in the back are already starting to unkink a bit...
And now I can go forward with some other creative plans I have, without feeling so pressured! Plus, now I can help out with the garage addition this week -- with any luck, we can be putting the floor in very soon.... (keeping fingers crossed....hmm, hard to type that way...)