Literally my point of view from my studio window.
A non-stylized shot from my desk. Even my computer is open as I am writing this post. For the first time in my life I believe I am truly doing what I love. It has taken me years to get to this point. Not that I wasn’t doing what I liked prior but I think it becomes about being fulfilled as well. I have always been a creative type of person. After being redirected as a high school student because of advice from a math teacher telling me to pursue something other than architecture due to the lack in math skills I had no idea what to do. I found myself going to a local community school for Fashion Merchandising, after completing that I now had a diploma in which I could work at a Dept. store dressing windows. Next…
I then enrolled into hair dressing school. This felt like a perfect fit and it was for a very long time. From 1989-2007. I thought it the best of all worlds. Interacting with people, being creative and the multiple avenues that it offered. Everything from working behind the chair, educating, instructing, platform artist, colorist, product sales to owning your own shop. (I never did) I spent my first four years in Kansas, where I obtained my license and then moved to Vegas in 1993. My license transferred to Nevada and it was easy to get a job.
My artwork was always in the foreground, it was never a large part of what I did. Not until after I was laid off from my “Salon Manger” position that I enrolled into a leadership class and pulled out my artwork and started showing it off. I got some great comments and feedback and then I would create gifts for people, such as cards, and small drawings. At this point I looked into showing my artwork around Vegas, Anything free or a minimal charge, like $25 for a submission. I was doing this to get exposure and feedback, not to win but to face my fears of rejection and maybe not being a good artist. I was and still consider myself a self taught artist with no formal training, just a few classes here and there. As I was becoming more comfortable showing off my art, I still pursued other avenues to generate and income.
My first attempt at doing my own thing was a key chain a friend and I created and started a website and tried to sell to some friends I knew that had small retail shops. Here is a photo of the key chains.
Getdusted was the name of the company. Little vials of dust and glitter based on the name of the key chain.
This lasted about 6 months until I gave up. I keep them around as to remind not to give up again.
So for the next several years I attempted different careers such as; obtaining a mortgage license, Real Estate License, random retail and even the Las Vegas Strip positions. Even a couple of attempts to have my own studio/gallery and an online drop-ship store. (also tree themed but all imported) It seemed like no matter what I was doing I couldn’t stop thinking of how and what could I be doing on my own.
Let me fast forward to 2020 as not to bore you to death about my misadventures. It’s February and I watch a YouTube video of how this girl is closing her shop on Etsy. She talked about how it -Etsy- was changing and that it wasn’t fair and so on. At that moment I thought to myself, this is one view point, I bet there is another. And there was. Stephanie Cole-Lewis had just the opposite view point. She talked about not paying any attention to the negative comments as Etsy and any other platform is going to change. The second point was “It can still be done” meaning you can still make great money and follow your passion as a hobbyist or artist or any handmade business you choose. I subscribed to her channel and have never looked back.
So here I am in the beginning of September of 2020 with just over 50 sales from Etsy since opening my shop in early April. Side note; I actually started a shop in October of 2018 and never followed through with it. When you look at my shop and it states open since 2018 and see that there are only 52 sales, I thought this might hinder my starting out but not at all. I could have opened another shop and started from scratch but analytical me thought it would look good being open at least two years longer.
It really all started to come together when I followed my heart. I know for a fact that everything I have done up until now has been about avoiding my “Tree Art” When I created the name “The Healing Tree Studio” it was about the healing process in every aspect of the word. Not just mentally and physically but emotionally, spiritually and self acceptance and awareness. It’s about healing as a human species, a planet. Healing from the scars of regret, remorse, anger, resentment and not following your passion. Now that I have open this flood gate and exposed myself I think we can start talking about some real shit from now on.