As a constant promoter of makers and their handmade goods, I often get asked what it is that I make. Surprisingly, it’s a question that I don’t have an answer for, and haven’t had for a while now.
If I think about it too long, it makes me sad because I’ve always made things: as a kid it was friendship bracelets and clothes for my stuffed bunny, and more recently there was sewing, paper goods, felt food and gifts for friends.
But all that was before Indie Craft Parade.
Since beginning this venture several years ago, my creativity has been channeled and stretched in many different directions. Very few of which feel like ‘making’.
Lately I’ve been trying to reconcile the desire to create something tangible with what I actually spend my evenings doing — supporting and connecting others who make. To be fair, I don’t know if there’s anything more energizing than seeing a creative person succeed doing what they’re gifted to do. But sometimes, not having something that I make — a thing — makes me feel like an impostor of sorts.
This has been on my mind a lot lately, and my conclusion at the moment is that if I want to live a balanced life, I need to be okay with the more abstract things I’m making: connections, opportunities, relationships on behalf of others.
The reality is that I’m incredibly blessed by what I get to do as a part of Indie Craft Parade and at my full-time job. So I guess for the past four years I have been making something, it’s just not something you can buy or sell. And it’s not an easy answer to the question “What do you make?”.