The Glamorous Reality of Being a Maker | The Fernery

People often suggest I should show more of my day-to-day studio life, maybe even do a live while I'm stitching. And honestly? I'm pretty sure no one needs to see that.

The look

For starters, I look like Edna from the Incredibles for most of the day, because the big headphones I wear to block out the self-doubt make my bob anything but sleek.

The habits

If you know me at all, you'll know I eat far more biscuits in a day than most people would consider acceptable. I talk to myself like a crazy person, have been known to do a silly little dance any time I achieve something mildly significant, and have prolonged periods where I just zone out and haven't got a clue what's expected of me next.

The emotional rollercoaster

I'm often found having a moment at my sewing machine because I haven't created anything new for at least 12 hours and am now utterly convinced the downfall of my business is imminent. And if I'm not there, you'll probably find me rocking gently in the corner trying to come up with something clever for yet another bit of social media content that I don't remember signing up for back in 2011 when I set up my Facebook business page.

The honest truth

So actually, if you don't mind too much, I might not be doing a live this week. To be honest, my sanity is hanging by a thread as it is, and Q4 gave me more grey hair and new wrinkles than I want to admit to right now.

Disclaimer: On days when I'm in the mood I reserve the right to overshare every detail of my day. You can also find me over on YouTube @the_fernery where I'm aiming to get some longer form content up, just to add to the workload!