I’m going to be honest, I’m not totally sold on the whole earring making idea. It seems like a lot of effort and I don’t know enough about colours or design to make them look good. The ones that I saw at the market yesterday were stunning, and it would take me the rest of my life to make earrings that look that good. I told my daughter this and she rolled her eyes. She said ‘Isn’t that the exact reason you’re looking for a hobby anyway? You want to find something to do for the rest of your life?’. I hate when she’s right.
And so, even though I don’t know if I want to be a part of the Melbourne made earrings scene for the rest of my life, I told my daughter I’d give it a go. My husband is really on board with this, he just wants me to find something that makes me happy. That’s what I want too, so even though I’m sceptical, I hope it’s this.
My daughter and I are going to go shopping together for supplies next week. I love spending time with her and so I’m looking forward to it. It’s ironic actually that I spend the entire workweek looking forward to the weekend, only to dread the idea of an eternal weekend in less than a year’s time. Our brains work in mysterious ways.
I’m going to buy a lot of shells to make shell earrings with. I feel like shell earrings are something that will never go out of style, and I’d be happy to wear them myself, so it doesn’t matter if I make heaps and never sell them. The ocean has been a big part of my family’s life, and I think my daughter and husband will appreciate the symbolism of me choosing shells to decorate my earrings with.
I’m getting a bit more excited about the project.