There is a song by Guy Clark that seems to be my anthem these days:
Eight years old with flour sack cape
Tied all around his neck
He climbed up on the garage
Figurin’ what the heck
He screwed his courage up so tight
The whole thing come unwound
He got a runnin’ start and bless his heart
He headed for the ground
He’s one of those who knows that life
Is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold you breath
Always trust your cape
In early January, I’m going to rent a studio at Venue in Ballard, a neighborhood of Seattle full of shipyards, hip restaurants and designer boutiques. Venue is a unique gallery/studio space where artists rent space and exhibit their work. The studio artists work in the retail storefront and participate in decisions regarding new consignees; customers can watch the artists work, have a piece personalized and see the greater process at work. The store was recently profiled on City A Go-Go, broadcast on the Seattle Channel (Venue is the third segment in the piece).
An additional perk of renting space is the ability to use the store for workshops and classes after hours. The series of felting workshops which I’ve been teaching in my home have been a lot of fun, but are limited to daytime hours because they happen in my home. Soon, I’ll have a full complement of evening and weekend classes scheduled at Venue.
In the meantime, I’m consigning my current stock of felt at the boutique. This means I have to pull all of the one-of-a-kind items from my store because I can’t risk sales happening at both places at the same time. Currently, the items in my store are models I can recreate easily using colors I have in stock. The listings say items will take seven to ten days to complete, but if you need them sooner, I can accommodate a rush request.
I’m taking a big leap of faith, hoping for the best, and trusting my cape.