I am not an artist

I've always been a creative type. I love to make things and build things. I tinker and I dabble, and I enjoy making different things with my hands. I've finished hundreds, probably thousands of projects.

But I've never considered myself an artist.

In college I taught myself to knit on colored pencils (because I was a broke college kid who couldn't afford needles). A few years after that I taught myself to crochet and that became my true love.

But I am not an artist.

I wanted a "welcome" sign for my garden gate. I scoured the internet for ideas but didn't find anything I liked. So I made one myself. I didn't like any of the birdhouses I found online, so I made one myself.

But I am not an artist.

I decided I didn't like my plain backyard. So I redesigned and completely rebuilt it-by myself, by hand, into a beautiful garden oasis.

But I am not an artist.

I sing, I dance, I even acted way back in the day (I have several VHS to prove it!)

But I am not an artist.

I write silly short stories and poems, song lyrics and, yes, even blog posts.

But I am not an artist.

I've (tried) painting, making jewelry, macrame, photography, cross-stitch, ceramics, calligraphy, felting, even scrimshaw.

But I am not an artist.

An artist is a painter, a sculptor, a musician, a writer. Someone who makes things that people are willing to spend hundreds of dollars in the pursuit to acquire. Artists are an "elite" group who make things far beyond my meager abilities.

...Right?

I've fallen into a trap we call "hobbies". Creating things for fun, for stress relief, for simple pleasure. Looking at something created by my own hands and devaluing it as "not art" because I created it. I've listened to the voice in my head too many times saying it is "not good enough" or "not perfect", therefore it is less than what others would have, could have done. I've passed up opportunities to try new things because I might not be able to make it look good, or as good as others. I might fail.

But these are all lies we tell ourselves.

We are all artists in our all rights. Maybe we will never be remembered like da Vinici or Michaelangelo, but fame is not what makes an artist. Creating is. And it doesn't matter how good you are. What matters is that you tried, and that hopefully you had a good time.

YOU are an ARTIST!

IT’S HAPPENING!

That's right, folks! We're really doing this!
Our first classes are on the books and open for reservation! Be sure to check out our first offerings, starting in July, on our Classes & Events Page. We're starting off easy, but look forward to adding more and more classes as we get rolling.

To start, we have the following :

  • July 8- Introduction to Earring Making
  • July 8- Crochet Basics Series (4 weeks)
  • July 17- Introduction to Earring Making
  • July 22- Twin Bead Bracelet Class
  • July 31- Twin Bead Bracelet Class

If you haven't already, we'd also love you to check out our social media sites! Like us on facebook at www.facebook.com/craftopiaWA, Follow us on Instagram at www.instagram.com/CraftopiaWA, or pop over to pintrest for some of our favorite crafty ideas at www.pinterest.com/CraftopiaWA.

Looking forward to getting crafty with you soon!

It starts with a dream

If you could quit your job right now and do anything, what would it be?

Me? I'd spend my days crafting, dancing and gardening (when the weather is nice, of course).

Nothing against my day job, really. It pays the bills and leaves me enough extra money to support my craft addiction. And it provides me with a healthy work-life balance so I have time to do the things I enjoy and get a decent night's sleep, which I realize is more than many people can say. But is it fulfilling? No. Is it stimulating? No. Does it make me feel accomplished and like I'm living a life worth living? No. Do I want to spend the next 30 years plodding away, waiting for the one day when I can -hopefully- retire and actually live my dreams? NO!

Oh, and did I mention that I actually work three jobs?  And have a small crochet business?  

So out of that, the idea of Craftopia was born!

I wasn't the only one feeling that way. My Crafter-in-Crime, Darcy of Serial Crafter, agreed that this would be a much better way to spend our lives.  Nearly everyone I ran the idea by also thought it was pretty fantastic. So now all that we need is a building, some time, and money.  

Enter Covid.  Oh, hello life coming to a screeching halt!  Our business idea definitely depends on in-person happenings, so that all got thrown on a back burner. I mean, are we sure 2020 actually happened?   Because it all seems like one big, hazy dream.  Well, perhaps more like a nightmare.  

Fast forward, here we are in the middle of 2021.  Things are slowly getting back to whatever the new "normal" will be.  And it is time to do this thing!  We have a space, thanks to the generous partnership of Payette's School of Dance and we have the supplies thanks to Darcy and my craft supply shopping addiction.  So all that is missing is...YOU!  (Ok, so time is also still a bit of a challenge, but we are working on it)

We are super excited to be rolling out some craft classes over the next few months and working with other groups to make this dream a reality.


Here's the ultimate dream:  to create a comprehensive, welcoming space for people to come and explore the world of arts and crafts.  This would include having classes and craft parties, creating a co-work space where people can come and use supplies and equipment that would otherwise not be available to them, and providing a space for local artists to sell their products.