Glitter Market Was Like This

I am bristling when I hear Christmas music. I realize it's now post-Thanksgiving and I usually start on my Celine Christmas CD but it feels wrong this year. Too early.  Maybe if I unwind the fall events and get farther along on my 2012 list I will be more in the mood. With that....Glitter Market.

Our fourth annual local handmade market produced by Paper Crown is always fun. I love these vendors. Who says we don't have crafty people in Oklahoma? Actually someone did say that during Silver Bella. I might be holding a grudge...

OH these gals...

Charlotte Perez beloved for her jewelry, laughter and those red lips.

Jackie Peters our premier Oklahoma paper artist. She bakes. She gives. She achieves at the highest standard.

Colette Copeland came from Canada! Us Oklahoma gals are a draw, really, she keeps coming back. Thankfully so.

Above, my purchases and goodies from Colette.

There is a lovely restraint and a little wink in all her work.

Charlotte...Oy...

Holly Abston.

Without a doubt the most gorgeous, funny, empathetic creature on this planet.

And talented something fierce...

 

My stuff..

I still have journals remaining...might offer them on Etsy or here?

My knits are still wanted.

It remains humbling..

Franc. Franc Franke. What a doll.

She helps Jackie by whipping those crowds into shape. She is Jackie's bouncer.

 

Here are my Jackie purchases and goodies...

Jackie and Evangeline my bird's birdie.

We will do Glitter Market next fall again and maybe this spring where I will bring soft things like dolls and pillows...maybe, probably.

Gawd 2013? No.

She Was...

Two weekends ago the annual high school girls weekend coincided with our 30 year high school reunion. I saw the girls but did not attend the reunion because high school days are a black hole of despair for me. My brother committed suicide as I started a new high school. Blech.  I still ended up sad and off course, returned to the stress and sadness of those years, When we get together, it brings up all my old shameful memories of hating myself and being self destructive. By the time the weekend ended I had spent the last evening alone crying. I decided I couldn't put myself through another weekend with the pull of yuck that always comes up. They have so much fun. It makes me feel abnormal.


The next week I turned to my hands and spent an afternoon working on my She Art Workshop project. Before I knew it I was writing this phrase for her because that is where I am. Again and again...

The next weekend we hosted a lake weekend for my daughter and three of her girlfriends who will be high school seniors. I remained in that space of my own past. I watched them and realized there is no reason why all four of them still have to be best friends in more than 30 years. But on the other hand if the relationships continue to evolve and bring joy then okay, bring on the epic friendships.


I am sorting through some painful memories and decisions. I try to use gratitude to transform suffering and in order to love that lost girl I am saying prayers of thanks for some things I know I did well during the dark lost years...


Joined drill team. Nothing was like Friday night football and the sound of the drum line echoing off the bleachers, that Doppler effect of horns.


I wrote. A bunch. Articles for the newspaper. Journal pages, poetry. Letters to babe.


I took pictures. Learned photography. Received my beloved Nikon from my dad who believed in my passion and gave me the path to a life long purpose.


I made good grades. Bad choices but good grades.


I worked hard and put myself through college.


I survived when I didn't care if I did.


Mainly, importantly, thankfully I chose great girlfriends. The love was real then. It's better now.

Another thing I know is during yucky dark feelings the colors of my She Art canvas are pretty, soft yet rich. Joy came out of my hands.

And this IS the best I can do.

To Market To Market

Just wanted to let you know I will be at Paper Crown Glitter Market today in Oklahoma City. Hope to see you there. The other vendors give me chills, such beautiful things.



Also, there is a give away on my last post so please leave a comment there to win my pillow!