Don’t believe everything you think is great advice. I’ve seen it as a bumper sticker, and heard it first from a mental health nurse at Kaiser, a therapist, who was teaching a cognitive behavioral therapy class on Managing Anxiety. It was a fabulous class and it changed by relationship to anxiety. I still have it, and I’ve learned to manage it, by paying attention to what I’m telling myself. As you know, I have a little business based on botanical mandalas. I have a book, Flowers for a Pandemic, greeting cards, and photographs of many of them for sale. I even have a show of them up at Toby’s Gallery in Point Reyes Station. The images have brought a lot of joy to me, and lots of other people.
Yesterday I had the opportunity to notice my thoughts, and dispute them, before they interfered too much with my goal. I found myself thinking that marketing my work makes me inauthentic. I know where this comes from, and it’s just not true! Getting my work out to people allows me to share the beauty and joy I’ve discovered in making them. I went ahead and worked on the communication. It went out to my small subscriber list — different from the blog subscribers — and this morning an order came in from an old friend. I’ve learned not to believe everything I think, and instead can send the images out into the world for people to enjoy.
These hellebores continue to enchant me. Their centers have turned into seed pods, and I’m hoping their siblings will reseed over in the north yard. The little burgundy balls are purple sanicle from Millerton Point. Small bits of plants are important to the overall design of my work, and often help show movement, as well as keep things from being too static.