Falling In Love Again...

To be a miniaturist is to be a risk taker. Each time we push the boundary of our skills we take a risk. Each time we try something new, we know there's a good possibility that we could fail miserably, costing time, frustration, and let's face it - money.

We see the work of so many outstandingly talented people, trying to rein in our little green monsters and wondering how long it will take before we are "good" at this. If I spend enough time. If I spend enough money. If I just keep trying...

But when we do succeed, oh how wonderful it is! That is when the risks finally pay off. We practice and practice our new little skills until we have it mastered. The joy of marveling at this little thing you dreamed is such an amazing high! That adds fuel to our raging fire, and we are ready for the next new challenge.

But miniatures can be like bad boyfriends. They treat you terribly for months. You dream of them, longing to spend time with them. You sacrifice time with friends and family for them. And in return, you get just enough satisfaction to keep the relationship going.

When you've finally had enough of the frustration, and are just about to break up with him for good, suddenly, magic happens. Some beautiful and perfect act of giving back, and you are back in love once again.

In moments of utter disgruntlement, like I've had today, I try to remember all of this. I pause, I slow my heart rate, I breath, I center and then I remember that I love all of this.

And then this happens...