|Colour on this is looking particularly naff.....|
After all the shenanigans of family, unexpected and planned travel, catching up and getting behind again, I've finally arrived at the day of the men's cards workshop. It's this morning and repeats this evening. Honestly, the cards are straightforward because that's the advice I was given (as you know from a previous post) and the techniques used are, if not favourites, ones that I've used and demonstrated many times. My kits are packed, and I've even double checked supplies, and remembered my paper cutter. I often don't. But I'm suffering a bit of stage fright...honestly, it's been so long since I last conducted a workshop that I feel rusty. It's been a while since I made these cards and am slightly scared that I won't remember the order of inking etc....where it matters, that is. I once felt the biggest pressure was having new people at a workshop - new to the craft or the shop, just new. But in fact, I now feel the pressure from regulars, people who know more than I do that come for ideas. That pressure is a positive one, keeps me trying new stuff and trying to work out of my comfort zone, after all, there's nothing more flattering than a workshop attendee that signs up for another. So to borrow a phrase often used elsewhere in life, the anxiety that surfaced this morning: can I keep this up? Coffee and Adrenaline please.