But, oh, I miss sewing...
The last time I wrote in this space I thought the disruption was over. I'd been knocked for a loop when the owner of the retail shop in which my Sedbi products were on display and for sale defaulted on the rent and the shop was closed suddenly, leaving me scrambling to gain access to my products still on display behind change-of-locked doors. I got them back, but not yet the money that was owed me. I don't so much hold out hope that the shop owner will eventually honor his debts as I do belief in the possibility that this could happen.
The last time I wrote I was excited about listing my products for sale online at Goodsmiths, but that process, too, was interrupted when I made a major decision to relocate my studio from Austin to Rosanky, Texas--or rather, a 1908 farmhouse a few miles from that town. I'd been browsing rural properties for rent, thinking it would be so cool to have a workspace out in the country with more space to create, more peace and quiet, and a view. I really didn't think I would anything, much less find anything quickly but I did. Below is a photo of Sedbi Design Studio's new location:
|Sedbi Design Studio's new location|
And here is the view from the front porch:
|view from Sedbi Design Studio's front porch|
There's a small, round stock pond just the other side of that fence that the horses and cattle and donkeys drink from. Sometimes we hear the frogs in it singing. I say "we" because this is shared office space, for Sedbi and for my husband's consulting business. Two front doors, two rooms, two workspaces. So a lot of my time that would otherwise have been spent sewing has been taken up with getting two business enterprises relocated.
In the meantime, while not sewing I've been writing songs and painting watercolors, and baking bread. Not for monetary gain, but doing these things surely doth profit my soul. When, eventually, I sit back down at my sewing machine I like to think that all these sounds and colors and scents and textures in which I've immersed myself while not sewing will be transmuted into ever more wondrous fabric creations.
And I can't wait to sew something that conjures the sound of frog song.