I really didn't expect anyone to like the felt owl coin necklaces so much that they would actually want one themselves. I was totally taken off guard and extremely flattered by this. Not to mentioned confused and very mildly panicked. Why? Why would this lovely attention give rise to any feelings of alarm? I thought long and hard about this.
When I was in high school I liked art class. But I was regularly bored out of my brains, as I was in most of my classes, most of the time. The irony that I later became a teacher! Anyway. I was bored in art class because I didn't want to draw the still life. I didn't want to reproduce sections of paintings by the masters. I wanted to draw the things that I wanted to draw. I still remember a friend saying to me 'if you don't copy the masters, you'll never learn their techniques.' Wow did I ever get sniffy and ew whatever-ey at that piece of advice. Now she's a highly accomplished artist so she clearly knew what she was talking about. Not that it would have made a difference had I been given a glimpse into the future. I've always had the attention span of a 3 year old with ADD when it comes to things that don't interest me.
So what was the point of that little meander down memory lane? I think what I realised is that I don't want to replicate the owls. With each request for an owl I was filled with delight which quickly turned to dread when I thought of doing the same owl again. Even once again was too much to bear. So I have decided to make lots of owls, but each of them different. I will make a parliament. Did you know that a flock of owls is called a parliament? I didn't. I will keep making and none may leave headquarters until parliament is ready. I hope those of you who wanted one will still want one when that day comes! It shouldn't be too far into the future as its been a week since the parliament decision (sorry sorry I can't resist milking the parliament thing) and I have already made two. Fingers crossed that you will like them!
Oh and in case you're wondering about the black one, he skipped the country and now resides in Brooklyn.
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