I have been putting off this post and I don’t really know why. Well, I kinda do. Here it goes:
One night my husband while playing our forever-game of who-can-come-up-with-the-most-amazing-idea-ever, sort of challenged me to follow through on one of my ideas. I have forever been thinking about how I can make art, craft and making more accessible to kids. Not just kids who have artists parents, not just kids who have a relative who has a disposable income. To me it’s very, very, important that kids know that what they think, they can make. Their brains and hands just need exercise much the same way an athlete’s does. In fact, I believe making is as important to self-confidence as sports. So what was born that night was The Art House. Its my way of putting my foot our into the world and doing what I believe in.
The Art House is formed on the belief that every human makes. Doesn’t matter your talent. We all do. What it hopes to achieve is that while we all make, we should have the confidence to make with our own intent and vision. We should all know that we are worthy of creating. Art House hopes to provide kits that lean towards this open-ended-ness. It doesn’t want kid’s to make a commercially perfect product. We want them to make from their gut and instinct. We as parents, guardians may sometimes question the outcome, but the hope is that we can step back enough and let our kids revel in their creations. When we do this, we create confidence in our kids, confidence that will follow them a lifetime, confidence to let them come up with the next big idea.
It hasn’t been easy as any one who starts a business with kids will tell you. Ours however was also marked with a family emergency that called us away, both physically and emotionally. But the store survived, we survived, and every morning when I wake up I have a home to-do list and a business to-do list running parallel in my brain. My family has stood by and very proudly claimed me as theirs when I grew frustrated, overwhelmed and completely out of my comfort zone. I haven’t been the best, its hard , this juggling while still trying to be a parent 100%. Working from home is a whole ballgame that can’t be explained until you are just thrown in. I have felt guilty, extremely guilty this past month when my kids needed me and I was completely pre-occupied. It would have been nice to get help, to have someone just come and take the kids for a day, or a weekend, but it wasn’t in the cards. What was in the cards though was for me to experience complete and utter forgiveness and love that I have received from my small family. Its started to heal a heart that was broken up so much. To have someone who has so little control over their life , say “It’s okay.” when I screw up, royally. The feeling of guilt I had just didn’t go away when I spent more time making product that make other kids happy, than just being with my own kids. Its gotten better, some pressure is off. Every day still feels like a tightrope walk, but I am beginning to feel like I am getting practice and the practice is paying off.
I have as you noticed, also put Sarcastic Mom on the back burner. I really haven’t even been able to find something funny or even ironic in my life lately. Its just felt desperate and overwhelming, but now life is normalizing.
But here is the hope:
I want to do this. I want to set an example for my kids that you don’t just say things. You do them.
I want to put good into the world, I want to motivate and encourage a whole new generation of kids to be constantly thinking,on their toes and looking.
So that, in short is where I have been. Thank you for the patience.