Aug 27, 2010
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Aug 7, 2010
What's your favorite poem line?
My current one is: "nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands" by e.e. cummings.
Aug 3, 2010
Aug 2, 2010
How It All Began
You've heard this story before. It contains familiar phrases like: "sick and tired", "dead end job" and "creative outlet". Mine happened a few years ago, when I realized that running down long hallways carrying tapes is far from what I was aiming for when I chose to go into journalism. Realizing I'm not going to be an investigative reporter was hard enough. Understanding that I didn't want to be one anymore, was even tougher.
Encouraged by my boyfriend now husband, I quit my TV producing job and started writing again. I also took classes, hoping to find that certain something that will light my fire. I tried ceramics, flower arranging, knitting and even sewing, all of which I thoroughly enjoyed (well, sewing not so much, to be honest). Our small New York City apartment filled up with wonky ashtrays, scarfs and bouquets. And then I took a jewelry design class at the 92nd Street Y.
Thinking back on it, perhaps the moment when I first saw solder flow was a moment that changed my life forever. Like an eager child, I counted the days until the next class, when a new technique would make itself known, a new design element would become familiar, when a new piece of jewelry would be ready to wear.
After a few months, I knew this was it. This was the Creative Outlet, and I learned, again, that there's nothing like finding The One. Through out this search, I never looked for a new profession, a business, a money-making opportunity. I never planned on a second career, but I guess I've got one.
Encouraged by my boyfriend now husband, I quit my TV producing job and started writing again. I also took classes, hoping to find that certain something that will light my fire. I tried ceramics, flower arranging, knitting and even sewing, all of which I thoroughly enjoyed (well, sewing not so much, to be honest). Our small New York City apartment filled up with wonky ashtrays, scarfs and bouquets. And then I took a jewelry design class at the 92nd Street Y.
Thinking back on it, perhaps the moment when I first saw solder flow was a moment that changed my life forever. Like an eager child, I counted the days until the next class, when a new technique would make itself known, a new design element would become familiar, when a new piece of jewelry would be ready to wear.
After a few months, I knew this was it. This was the Creative Outlet, and I learned, again, that there's nothing like finding The One. Through out this search, I never looked for a new profession, a business, a money-making opportunity. I never planned on a second career, but I guess I've got one.
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