Returning to myself

Dear Reader,
A little newsletter housekeeping for you. This week I will be traveling to Woodstock, NY for a show, so there will not be a newsletter on Monday the 29th. However, I will be back on October 6th, and I’ll tell you all about my trip.
Last week I learned how to play the song Ironic, by Alanis Morisette. When I choose songs to learn, I always consider whether I have an emotional connection to them. Thinking back to this song, I remember singing my heart out as I cruised down the road in Phoenix, AZ. I was in grad school back then and working as a server in a restaurant where I met the guy who eventually became my husband. The job wasn’t great. Raise your hand if you’ve ever waited tables. I see you. But, even though the job was tough, the people that I worked with were amazing, and they left an indelible impression on my life. These people were from all different parts of the world, representing every continent, with the exception of Antarctica. Which doesn’t count anyway, because no one is actually from there. Being surrounded by all of these different cultures completely expanded my world view. I learned so much in the time that I spent there, including picking up some Spanish and Portuguese language skills along the way.
What I also remembered about the song Ironic, was that while I liked it, I was always bothered by the fact that none of the things she talked about were actually ironic. Maybe at best you could argue some representations of cosmic and situational irony. But mostly, the things happening were just coincidences. I thought this must have been intentional. At the time though, I was working a ridiculous amount of hours at my job while going to grad school, so I never gave it much more thought.
As I was sitting there playing the song last week and reading the lyrics, it suddenly hit me. The mere fact that the situations in the song are not ironic is the irony itself. The song itself is ironic, and so is life.
This leads me to the irony in my own life. If you’ve been reading my newsletter for a bit, you might remember me talking about how I would never want to rent a studio space because that would be cost prohibitive? Well, guess what? I now have a studio space. I truly never thought that it was something I wanted until I met the people who own the building and I walked into the studio. It’s absolutely perfect. At the moment, it doesn’t even seem real yet, but I’m incredibly excited for this opportunity. I will still be making things in my home studio, since I like to work whenever the mood strikes. This space will be more like a showroom where you can shop.
My new space is located in the beautiful
I have a contact page on my website and on my instagram page (yes, I need to be back there). Remember, we’re talking about irony, right? Where you can book a shopping appointment.
I will also be doing pop-up shops and teaching classes.
I have about a million other ideas whirling around in my brain, but for now this is what I’ll be doing.
The beginning of October right after I come back from NY. I plan on having an open studio for first Friday on October 3.
I started that Anne Lamott book, Blue Shoe, and I really didn’t like it. So, I put it back in one of the little free libraries and hopefully someone else will enjoy it. Even though I almost exclusively prefer fiction, that isn’t the case with writers who also write essays. I tend to love their essays and I often have no interest in their fiction writing. For me, this is also true for Joan Didion and David Sedaris.
I made some pumpkin waffles that were good. They would have been better with whipped cream, but we didn’t have any heavy cream in the house.
I finally caught up on all of the episode of Handsome. It’s one of my favorite podcasts.
We did some thrift store and yard sale shopping, which was pretty eventful.
We needed cushions for our outdoor furniture and my husband randomly found some for 50% off. I’m looking forward to reading outside by the fire pit.
You already know I have a new studio. That was the most exciting thing that happened last week.
My family and I ate some delicious sushi.
I’m on the last season of Portlandia, and I’m bummed. It’s such a good show.
I made a crochet beanie, several skirts, some pants, and a jacket.
I hope to see you at my studio on October 3rd for First Friday. And, maybe pass the word along to your friends.
I appreciate all of you who choose to be here and read my newsletter. Have a wonderful week.
xo,
Christa

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