It's hard to imagine that it will be 17 years this August since I came up with the wild notion to start creating things to sell for an income.
I'm the former Jane-of-all-trades who wasn't afraid of some hard work...I've done my tour-of-duty in all branches of the food service industry, a little retail & marketing for a well-known leather store, catering at a major music venue not too mention working in the local music scene...back when there actually was a "scene".
Truth be told, that job was more like Den Mother to a bunch of spoiled musicians that were legends in their own minds.
Later, I moved into the home improvement sales territory...I LOVED the paint department it truly was my second home and it released the creative being within.
I had long since put my artist hat in a box when I entered the workforce, I guess the term "starving artist" frightened me a little and those jobs never seemed to be listed in the classified .
I loved to make something that made people happy ,so the challenge of mixing and matching colors was very enjoyable .
A few years and a couple of jobs later... I'm married with my first baby on the way and I'm also suddenly on maternity leave.
What in the world am I gonna do now ?!
I've got to be honest, I was BORED TO DEATH !!
All that HGTV & Jelly Belly's were getting to me, something had to be done, I couldn't just sit around and do nothing !!
Enter my wonderful sister, who just happened to clean out her craft room and had several boxes of unwanted goodies to get rid of...SURE,I'LL TAKE IT !!
I made so many dried floral arrangements and potpourri from that stash, my hubby thought I'd lost my mind...
I did,but our little apartment looked & smelled divine :0)
A few months later, our bubbly little Erinn was born and all of my crafting had to be put on the back burner once again for a wee bit .
My mom was getting out of the flea market business due to her illness, so the opportunity crossed my path to take over her spot at an indoor market. Oddly, another opportunity fell into my lap at the same time.
The company my hubby & I worked for had a warehouse inventory sale.
Our boss practically gave us a pallet of merchandise to take off of the company's hands...SURE, I'LL TAKE THAT TOO !!
Sitting in a tiny apartment sorting thru a gazillion boxes of incense, t-shirts and accessories with a 3 month old was not my idea of fun but it had to be done.
With those opportunities came the motivation to get my creative juices flowing once more.
When I put the baby down for her naps,I started to explore candle making again. Now that was a pastime I really loved.
When I was a little girl I spent a lot of time with my Aunt Goldie, she was positively the most creative woman I have ever known. She was the person that taught my sister & I how to sew,how to knit & crochet(me-not so much)paint,make sun-catchers and how to make soap and candles.
In 1975 when I was 8 years old , she bought soap & candle kits to teach me the basics,and my mind was wide open.
Once I had that under my belt,she taught me the techniques hand-dipped ,rolled , molded and container candles.
She would always tell me to discover something that you truly love and find a way to make a living from it.
Little did I know at the time,my journey was about to begin...
I still have those old kits... the molds may be brittle and the scents have long since faded, but those lessons in Aunt Goldie's kitchen will last a lifetime.