Yup... the clock is ticking incredibly loud lately. I'm now eating, sleeping and dreaming the PMA Show ( I'm in the Emerging Artists section). I have no idea how this show will turn out for me... but I'm ready to learn from all the mistakes I'm about to make. I'm sure there will be some good outcomes no matter what happens... in fact, I've already gotten into Ornament Magazine (the newest edition). Pat Worrell wrote a terrific article on the show, and wrote 2 paragraphs about me! Zounds! Plus, I got a great shared advertising rate in the current issue...
So, yeah. I've been claying, sanding, planning, building displays, sanding, designing posters and postcards, sanding, photographing inventory, sanding, shopping for necessary bits... and sanding. My fingers are blistered, my hands and arms are aching, my eyes are getting blurry and... I'm really tired.
But I'm beginning to feel ok about the inventory problem... sort of. Now, Tom and I are in the construction mode, making display units which are still in a slightly amorphous state. Heh.
*Tries to avoid chewing fingernails that don't exist anymore*
I don't want to talk about this anymore! So... um.
Cynthia Tinapple mentioned a term the other day that I hadn't heard of before... "Steampunk". It was such an alluring word, I had to do some research on it...
Jules Verne was a Steampunker, as was H. G. Wells. These guys were really on to something. But these days folks are getting into a bit of a dystopian spin off... cyberpunk.
Which is what my life has been feeling like lately.
*wonders if a cyberpunk BioBangle could work*
*slinks slowly back to sanding*