I remember being a little girl doodling with the tubes of my Mom's acrylic paint. Sometimes, she would help me make by making a pattern to fill in. Majority of the times, I would just randomly draw shapes or simple pictures. Flowers were my specialty until my older sister taught me how to make an awesome dimensional barn. Over the years as I grew up, my love of making projects grew. One year at my Mom's annual garage sale I made handmade greeting cards on the spot to sell. I entertained myself in making some beautiful beaded bracelets during junior high school days. As an adult I dabbled in making quilts and throw blankets.
About ten years ago I discovered that I enjoyed photography. I would drive around for hours just to snap some pictures here and there. I was proud of the pictures I had taken and wanted to display them as such. I framed a few pictures but something seemed off to me. My pictures did not stand out from the rest of them I had on my wall. When people came to my home, I wanted them to see the framed pictures I had taken. I wanted them to be eye catching. I decided to kick them up a notch. I headed to the craft store bought some supplies and began creating. In a few hours I had a beautiful framed piece of art. Was it time consuming, yes. Did I have a huge pile of wasted supplies as a result of making something, not liking it and starting over, yes. Did I have my coffee table covered with hot glue residue and my finger burned from the glue gun, absolutely. Did all that matter when I seen my finished project, not a bit. I hung up the picture I had taken of local fall foliage setting in a frame with a background I had made complete with different art and craft supplies. My picture seemed complete. Not because it stood out from the rest with the eye catching frame but because it was something I had made with my own creativity. I had let my mind be clear of all distractions and I taught myself how to do things I had not known how to before. I had taken my own abilities, challenged myself to do more and I succeed.
For a little while after that I made special frames for people who I held close to my heart. I wanted them to have the same joy and since of "picture completion" that I had experienced. Everyone was always so happy to receive them and full of compliments on my work. I wanted to expand my pieces farther and I wanted to have booths at local festivals.The thought of expanding outside of my safety net of family and dear friends frightened me. What if my pieces were not as good as I thought? What a risk it seemed putting myself out there.
Recently though something occurred to me. Without taking risks, you may miss the opportunity to possess something great in your life. Maybe it won't be the making of projects that will be the success but maybe it will be the awesome people I may meet along the way. Either way, I gain something. So I am deciding to let it all go. No limits. No boundaries. Just me letting my creativity soar.
I make different ways to display the pictures you hold near and dear to yourself. I make a variety of photo displays including covered albums, picture frames, and photo display mats. I also make some non photo related projects as well. Please take moment to look over my speciality. This is still a work in progress, but that is okay with me. After all, aren't we all a work in progress ourselves?
Bobbi
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