It started out with a market.
I signed up, paid the fee... and freaked out.
I just wanted to see if I could really sell any of the items that I had collected. Once I had committed to it, I set to work.
Painting more furniture than ever, making signs and small little works of art. I collected more.
My heart beat wildly and I knew that I had found my "it".
The market, snowballed into becoming a vendor at a new shop, which led to more ideas. I had to get serious.
I had to get a bank account and set up an actual business. I found a few investors and hit the road running.
That chance I took, signing up for my first market... that was about this time last year. And whoa, what a whirlwind.
It's been awesome!
I can't imagine life without this creative business of mine.
I can't wait to see where the future takes us.
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