For those of you who have been with me since the beginning of my store, you may remember that the way I started the store was because after graduated from art school, I did my own line of artwork, specifically my own line of greeting cards. I had my own little world of wonderful characters that I loved. They felt like my own little family extension with their own personalities. They were wonderful.
I started expanding to other designs and ended up with hundreds of designs for my cards. I loved doing my artwork. Then slowly as the store became busier and I got pregnant, my artwork faded away. I still kept teaching my art classes, but even that faded away because we were out of space.
I am now starting to miss my artwork. I miss my little family of characters. I miss that time I had to work on painting. It's weird because I had been fine. I hadn't thought about it much until I started to move the store. Now, I wish I could start painting again.
I will admit though, I am scared. I told my sister this the other day. It has been so long since I painted, I am afraid that I won't be good anymore. Why am I afraid of that? If I'm not good anymore, what then? What will I do? Leave that part of me behind? I'm not sure. I am completely fulfilled with the store and I completely love what I do, but it is just another little part of me that misses the art that I spent so long working toward. Don't really know where I am going with this, but I guess we will see what happens...