Firstly thank you for your encouragement and kind words. The image of dipping my toes into cold sea water and then getting bold enough to go deeper, still whirls around my head. Here are my 12x8 prints, the postcard sets have been delayed. Hoping to showcase the postcards in a few weeks time! I have nine different images in total. Yesterday I shot my peaches still life image, those that follow me on instagram would have seen it. I think my instagram name is dawnmead?!
I took these shots of L over the weekend, it sums up how I feel about selling my photographic prints. Nervous and excited. We have been talking about about conflicting emotions that confuse us. L is leaving her infants school to go up to Juniors, a different site so not very familiar. She is both excited but sad (as she loves her infants school and being in yr2 she is one of the oldest, but at Juniors will be a younger one again)! So as you can imagine emotions are all over the place in our home. Going back to selling my prints, I feel that the images online do not feel as special as to seeing them firsthand. Also I am not the best at self promotion, which surprises my friends as I am usually the glue, chatty one, hunter/gather of friends, and initiating things like WI, street parties and camping weekends! But this is way too personal. Prints are ready to show, but I need to be brave.
Tomorrow I am off to collect my prints from the printers. I have picked nine images from my still life series. My intention is to set up a little shop either with Esty or Big cartel. A little excited and nervous.
A little calm has been restored to our home. We still manage noise, as it defines our home, but the essence of laid back personalities are going about the usual. L asked if when I would finish tidying?
Little C, has a face that melts us. Not so much today! She cried from lunchtime onwards over every little thing. Got upset if you suggested anything, moved her things, offered to help. She then got a little jealous of L's new writing book and me helping her with homework, that she wrote her name on my new caramel shoes, the art chair and then our white sofa. My blood was boiling, so I sent her to her room, I went in the garden to cool off and prepare my husband via a phone call to what kind of day I was having. Half an hour later, when R got in, she had to answer to 'daddy' and was sent to bed. Lets hope that she is refreshed tomorrow and is happy to turn over a new leaf. My shoes are little ruined, but sofa has miraculously recovered with some elbow grease and soapy water.
This week I keep thinking how fast this year is flying by. I feel a little overwhelmed with all that this year is bringing. Significantly L starting junior school, C starting reception and the loss of those who have touched our lives or others close to us.