Now My Abs Are Sore!
Jun. 5th, 2004 12:17 amRising Artisans opens in the morning. At the moment, it looks suspiciously like a ShanShop. That is, 90% of the merchandise was made by me. That will change, as soon as all the paperwork is done for the other artists, and then I can remove some of my items of questionable saleability from the premises (like my tribal belts. How many passers-by are going to want to dish out >$150 for such a thing?). Soon, the tables will be replete with pottery, textiles, and artwork.
I hadn't realized how much jewellery I've made over the past year until I saw that I'd filled an entire display case with the stuff. And I held back a few things, too!
If I ever finish getting caught up on the damned paperwork, maybe I'll have a chance to make more stuff. Currently in the works are a purple and gold bedlah, a black tribal belt with vintage embroidery, and a humpteen-dozen pairs of harem pants. Oh yes, and more jewellery, of course. I have rings planned....
Tomorrow, I'm doing something I haven't done in years: I'm going to a dance at a club. You'd think that as a professional dancer, I'd be out at all sorts of hoedowns all the time, but you'd be thinking wrongly. I really don't like crowds, but I figure the Gay Pride celebrations would be a fun way of carousing. So I'm tarting myself up tomorrow (Saturday!) as a Gothic Belly Dancer and hitting the Social Club. Wanna come with? It's $5 at the door, and the party starts at 9:00.
And now, before I drag myself off to bed, ( here is another crop of linky-poos. )