Everything would get done on time without much more than a twitch of my nose. But then what happens when a twitchy witch gets a sinus infection? I guess I'm better off this way, huh? I better get my rear in gear, beadlings.
Here is a question of the day for you, preceded by a personal intro. When I was s little girl, I wanted to be a ballerina. For my sixth birthday my mother decorated my cake with ballerinas, including a beautiful china ballerina that I still have somewhere. When I got my own bedroom, it was decorated in ballerinas and most of my paper dolls and coloring books were ballerina inspired. But I never took dance classes. Go figure. So tell me (and the rest of the world), when you were a tiny tyke, what did you want to be?
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Don't hate me.
For as long as I or my mom can remember
I wanted to be a designer.
Clothing, jewelry, furniture, anything I didn't care what it was, I just wanted to create something. In highschool I made most of my clothing,sweaters,wore my own hand painted sneakers, and now I design jewelry. When Ernie and I met I was working at a furniture store, we built a lot of custom furniture and decorative iron pieces. I worked there for about a year as the lead/only designer. Then the owner left a customer with my look book so he could get an idea of what we could do. Yeah, he stole it and all of my "blueprints". The only part of this I haven't done and probably won't do, is, to study at Parson's or the F.I.T in New York.
Clara
Chica, I am so impressed. I did not know these things about you (other than the always wanting to design -- I knew that). Natalie has a friend studying at the FIT right now. I couldn't see you there. But Arrowmont or Seivers -- I could definitely see you at one of those!
Put a link to your new web site, your Flickr pages and your Etsy store in here for me and the rest of the beadlings, por favor. I'll get you added on the roll next week.
hugs!
T
FIT...grrrr! I'm so jealous. I might have to sic our friends Natasha and Boris on her.
Believe it or not, I was a fashionista once upon a time.
Thanks T! The shops are small but we will be adding merch as soon as I get the pics shot.
www.beadcharmerdesigns.com
www.beadcharmer.etsy.com
www.flickr.com/beadcharmer
Merci, Obrigado, Gracias and Thanks!
Clara
There you are beadlings, new links to check out.
I'll get you added to the web links and blog links later today. And Natalie's friend had to leave her sweet boyfriend here when she went to FIT. They are trying to make the best of it. I do believe she may have gotten a scholarship!
HUGS
T
Carol's comment:
Mostly I lurk, as I know I am mostly a dabbler in beading, and I like reading about your life, but your subject triggered my memory and here you get. Don't feel your need to post this as it will probably bum people out, but I have to tell as you asked.
My father asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I said, "An artist." He said, "An artist?! Do you know what kind of money they make? Do you know what kind of status they have?" All said in the tone of voice that put them scarcely above a bum. They only careers he seemed to approve of were engineer or architect, but he let me know that my brains were wasted because I was a girl, so even those were denied me.
Carol, you are very brave for sharing this memory with us. Your dad was a product of his generation when all women did was be a wife/mother, a school teacher or secretary. And as far saying you don't have brains, well I don't think he has met the same Carol that I've met. I once expressed a desire to be a writer and it was my mom who told me I couldn't make a living as a writer, especially not trying to raise a child. It's funny, she never once thought about my being a ballerina as something I might want to do for a living someday. Now I tell my girls they can be anything they want as long as they go to college first. I don't care if they want to be truck drivers, I just want them to have a Master's degree at the least.
Do no beat yourself up. You have talent, I've seen it. By the way, some of her talent is on my web site on the gallery page. She took my Dazzling Dahlia Doo-dad and make a tiny staw hat brooch complete with ribbon!
Carol is a first-rate bead artist. She just needs to let herself admit it. So come, beadlings, give her a pat on the back for sharing not only her art with me for my web site, but for being brave enough to share her memory with us.
hugs!
Theresa
applause,applause,applause,
pat,pat,pat on the back.
Carol, I have yet to finish a project from one of T's classes (I'm a professional procratsinator). The fact that you not only finished, but took the idea and ran with it speaks volumes. Artistic talent and brains to boot. What a woman!!
Clara
Thank you both. I appreciate you taking the time to say what you did. I do beat myself up, so it is important to me to read what others think. I will try to think better of myself.
Carol
Sorry so late with this... Hmmm... I ran the gambit of desired careers. I wanted to work with animals - thanks to Marlin Perkins and Elsa the lion. I also wanted to draw - and was pretty good - and to write. But mostly I wanted to sing. I sang constantly. My sister and I were always putting on little concerts for the family. I went to college on a small music scholarship and found out that while I was good, I wasn't good enough. Not by a very long shot!!!
So I turned my focus away from music and never really latched on to a career path with any real passion. And I quit singing until just a few years ago. Now I sing with a couple of groups - mostly church choir - and that helps keep the music in my soul. g
And solos in the choir??? Hmmm?? I'd say that sticking to the singing is still following your dream, and though singing to your creator and making a joyful noise with parishonders doesn't pay well here on the earthly plane, your rewards may be great some day!
And I've heard her hum along under her breath to songs. She's being extremely modest!
Sing your heart out!
T
Aw, T -- you're making me blush!! ;-D
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What are friends for?
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