Last summer, I finally made a commitment to myself that I was going to work
on my metalsmithing. It's Texas and it's hot in the garage! It's not easy.
What if I couldn't think what to create, wonder if my old skills failed me?
Ideas? I realize fear was holding me back. I was out there all of 10
minutes and the ideas started flowing...and so did the interruptions. I
quickly put a stop on that ...no one was allowed to bother me unless it was
an emergency. And so I worked mornings for at least 3 days a week. Loved
it...I don't want to sell my stuff, but who knows...may do so. I am just out
there working on my art. I had the best summer ever and I looked 5 years
younger...of course the years quickly piled on when I went back to work.