Sunday night at Vancouver Fashion Week was the culmination of two months of solid creating. With the launch of the Slate Jewelry website in January, this past weekend was the debut of Slate on the Vancouver market scene. Ties to the past had to be cut, both in the my work and my presentation of it. The ideas were overflowing, and there weren't enough hours in the day. As I looked at my table Sunday night, I let myself feel pride in what I had done. It looked good, damn good. The feedback I had been getting all weekend agreed.
Breaking up with Pink Gargoyle, and allowing myself to just go, was right. No more designing for specific markets, demographics or trends. No more trying to please everyone. What was on that table was me, stripped down and bare.
Monday morning - simply exhausted, spent the day reading which seemed an absolute luxury. (Sharp Objects, Gillian Flynn)
Tuesday to now - Lull. I cleaned my worktable and stared at it. I cut rings to make chain. I know I'm supposed to be photographing and uploading everything. I have to get ready for the next show. I have to design earrings to enter The Earring Show. I have to make gifting products for The Artisan Group. Frankly, I want to lay on the couch, cuddle Hugo, and watch movies all day. Decided to actually write a blog entry. I know I'm not out of ideas. They're still there, whirling in the background of my brain. I'll be back at it soon enough, and the roller coaster will start again. But right now, I'm enjoying this quiet.
I have a dear friend, who I have been neglecting, coming over for dinner. I'm going to relax and not fret about everything I should be doing. It will get done. I was told yesterday that I look happy. And yes, for the first time, in a very long time, I know I am.