Easy Money…

Holidailies 2012So, late this afternoon I went by the pottery studio to pick up the money I made in our holiday sale a couple of weeks ago.  I had my last class for the year tonight, but hadn’t intended to stay, because I wasn’t feeling great.  However, Kate, who runs the program, had asked me to bring some of my earrings and ornaments, because she still had a few more gifts to get, so I brought them along.

She gave me the cash from the sale (about what I expected  to make) and then she bought a couple more pieces from me.  More cash (yay!)  Then I was sitting and chatting with a couple other people in the studio, and they wanted to take a look at my earrings too, so before I knew it, all of my earrings were spread across the table, and they had each bought a pair.  Two more sales, thank you!

I figured that I’d at least stick around until Matt (my teacher) arrived, so I could wish him a happy holiday, and then before I knew it, the rest of my class was there and there was food and there was dessert and there was more looking at my jewelry and more sales were made.  Somewhere in there, I started to feel better — not sure if it was the food or the company (or the cash), but I rallied.  I ended the evening feeling pretty good.  Belly full, mood lightened, and $100 more in my pocket than I’d even expected.  Not a bad haul and not a bad way to spend a Friday evening.

Now, if I could just figure out how to make every day like this, I wouldn’t even have to look for a job.  A girl can dream, can’t she?

On a day well spent…

Holidailies 2012I’ve been spending an awful lot of time lately talking about how difficult it’s become to  fill up my days meaningfully while I’ve been unemployed.  Well, thank goodness for December.

Every year, the month of December becomes a headlong rush towards the new year, with too much to do and it often feels like I’m hurtling forward without the ability to slow down and enjoy it all.  But, I figured that this year, because I’m not working, I have more time in my days and therefore everything won’t feel so crazy rushed.  Only partially true.  I still am the mistress of procrastination and things get done at the last minute, so today happened…

Earlier this week, I was invited to participate in the Holiday Artist Market at 25CPW Gallery today, to be part of a table of four artists from the West Side YMCA Artworks program.  Of course, I felt like I needed to make some more earrings, to replenish my stock and so after I got home from the pottery studio last night (at about 10:30pm) I began to work.  The thing is, when I get into an ADHD hyperfocus groove, time seems to pass without my realizing it.  The next thing I know, I looked up at the clock and it was 5:30am.  By the time I got to bed it was 6am, so, I slept for a grand total of 3 1/2 hours.  Oops.

Got up, got dressed, ran over to the Artist Market and set up our table for a 12pm start.  Each of us took a shift (mine began at 6pm), so I ran home, ate a quick lunch, changed clothes and then met up with my friend Oona to go to the theater.  My wonderful bestie, Genevieve, bought tickets for us to go see Grace on Broadway at the matinee this afternoon (thank you, Gen!)  Unfortunately, she couldn’t make it to town this weekend, so Oona went with me.  It was truly wonderful, not just because the show was so great (it really, really was), but because after, we got to go backstage and spend some time with Ed Asner in his dressing room.  Ed and my mother have been friends since he was a young, unknown actor in New York City, and she was an assistant casting director at CBS.

He and my parents stay in touch and see each occasionally, usually when Ed is in Florida performing, but I hadn’t seen him since I was 18 years old and he was starring in the pre-Broadway run of Born Yesterday in Boston.  He got me a house seat and then took me out to dinner.  So it was truly lovely to see him 24 years later, after a wonderful performance in a great show and to have him be just as I remembered — funny and foulmouthed and effusive and feeling like family.

If that’s all the day had in store, it would have been enough, more than enough.  But the day continued on and after a quick coffee with Oona, I headed to my shift at the Artist Market and spent the evening talking to interesting people and looking at some fantastic art, and even selling a few things along the way (thanks Oona and Moe-Swe!)  It went longer than originally intended, but there was terrific live music and it felt like just the place I needed to be.

But the downside of so much good stuff in one day (and so little sleep) is that I am overtired and overstimulated, and decided to skip a friend’s holiday party in Park Slope (sorry, Liz, hopefully next year!) that I really wanted to go to, because I’m practically useless at this point.  This post is happening partially because I promised myself that I would not miss a single Holidailies this year, but also as a brain dump to help wind me down.  And it’s happening on fumes.  When it’s done, it will be lights out on the Upper West Side.  But before I end up unconscious, I just wanted to reflect on a very good day, after a strange and sometimes difficult week.

It’s good to be busy again…

An Honest Day’s Work or Something Like It…

So, today was one of the most active and productive days I’ve had in a while.  The Artworks holiday sale at the YMCA started yesterday and I felt it was a good sign that I sold a bracelet before it ever started, on Wednesday night while I was setting up.  And when I walked in this morning to work my shift, someone was paying for one of my new necklaces.  Not so bad as these things go.  I worked the morning shift and then went home to finish assembling a dozen new pairs of earrings that I wanted to add to my inventory this afternoon.

The proof of the fact that I operate at my best and most efficient when I’m scheduled and structured is that I had a two and a half hour window from the time I left the sale at 12:30pm to when I had to be back for my next shift at 3pm.  In that time I had to finish putting together those earrings, create stickers for the back of the earring cards that provided information I refer to as “care and feeding of your wearable art,” card the earrings and get back to work again.  And I did it, just under the wire.  I literally live across the street from the Y, so I had just about the full amount of time, but still, cutting it close.

So, back at the sale, priced my earrings and added them to my display, spent the next two and a half hours working the sale, then down to the studio to makes sure the piece that I’ve been working on but haven’t laid eyes on in about four weeks, is still workable (it was, just sprayed it up with a bunch of water).

Once that was done it was back upstairs for the opening reception.  Lots and lots of people (yay).  Lots of yummy food (yay).  Shmoozing with a couple of buyers, selling some of my new earrings and getting some interest and positive feedback on my work in general (yay yay yay).  Then it was back downstairs where my work in progress (above) awaited, asking me to actually make some progress on it.

I forgot to take pictures before I left (usually I’m better about it), but it got painted and silkscreened and scruffed up and is now sitting on the shelf waiting to go into the kiln.  I had time to catch up with my classmates and teacher (some of my favorite people in the world) and to really feel like myself for a few hours on a regular (yet extraordinary) Friday evening, at the end of a wonderful (FULL being the operative word here) day.

And now I am home, updating Holidailies, the most consecutive days of posts I’ve had in (possibly) years.  My back is killing me, I’m utterly exhausted, but I’m feeling elated and inspired, in a way I haven’t in a very long time.

Keep getting shit done…

P.S.  Still haven’t managed to go grocery shopping this week.  Good thing there were delicious things to eat at the reception tonight…

Best Laid Plans…

So, all that stuff I had on my list to get done today?  It didn’t quite happen the way I’d intended.  As a result of the (un)intentional napping yesterday, I didn’t fall asleep until somewhere around 6am this morning.  However, that time awake was put to relatively good use.  I applied for about ten more jobs (it’s either feast or famine around here).  More importantly, though, I realized at some point in the middle of the night that the holiday sale at the pottery studio is this week and I hadn’t signed up to participate yet.  Oops!

So, a 4am email and I had committed to get my shit together to sell my wares from Thursday through Saturday.  Most of my ceramic pieces were stored in bags and ready to go, but my jewelry needed to be pulled together to go.  I also set about today to make some new earrings, which are still in progress and will be assembled when I finish writing this post.

So, to recap: No exercise today (tomorrow, I promise!) No groceries (ditto!) However, I did get some job search done and I did make some new jewelry for sale.  I also set up my table and priced everything.  Hopefully I’ll get some more of those earrings done and get them up online for sale before the week is out.  Baby needs some scratch!

Oh, and I almost forgot!  That job I was hoping to get an interview for?  The really creative one?  It’s scheduled for next week.  So, I guess getting shit done is continuing, even though it may not be all the shit and it may not be happening in exactly the way I’d expected.  It still counts, though, right?

And before I go, a picture of what my table currently looks like at the pottery sale.  Need to make some room for the new earrings…