Number Five

I am going to renege. Sort of. Since August I have been retelling an old account. All of this blogging has been an effort of several intentional attempts in this order: (1) to help promote my business, (2) to keep you interested as a reader, (3) to keep me interested as a writer, (4) to document a tiny bit of history for my children’s posterity, and (5) to show the quiet evolution of something that I think we all can relate to if we take the time to try. However, in this process, Number Five surprised me and told me that it should be bumped up the list. In fact, Number Five screamed it at me.

I didn’t ever envision myself as or designer, or “sculptor” as one once described me, or an “artist” as another later would. But I am, and all this history that I’ve been sharing laid the groundwork for me to finally begin to own that. So now, with more than half this story told, and at a crucial turning point, Number Five is requiring me to finish this story first and share it with you and others later in a different format.

Therein lies the reneging. This blog will no longer be telling the story of how I became a designer, but it’s going to jump ahead and offer my personal—which naturally spills over to my professional—takes on the process. I will be writing in tandem for the next several weeks if not months, and I may, from time to time, share bits of the original story as it further unfurls for me in the privacy of my living room, but please bear with me as I try to keep this new tangent online interesting for all of us!

I love that you all are reading and I hope you wish me luck and stick with me as I try to fulfill Number Five’s demands while offering you different bits on this site.  Hopefully one will sustain the other!

With much thanks and love,

PS-Heim: Uzticība.