balance

The further away I get from the day I graduated college, the more that I ask myself what do I want to be when I grow up? Funny that it has taken me two years to relize that I am a "grown up" and that I can start doing the things I have always dreamed of now. Working in retail is something I enjoy, and it provides me with time to make, but I need to start showing, an artist can not live solely in their studio for eternity. I want to morph the job and the making together and hopefully I am working towards that. Most retail enviorments have visual coordinators, people that make the flow of the store make sense, the elfs that put christmas together and make spring look soft. I have been thinking about this for a while now, since last summer. Currently I am in a class at work that could be a stepping stone into that kind of work. I guess that what I am rambling is that I am a grown up and need to start taking steps to the life that I dream of and have since I was a little girl with my first paper mache ballon sculpture. I want making to be my world. In my studio and in the outside of it.