Oh, Hello! Yes, I am here, back home, back in my little nest. I returned Sunday from Silver Bella in Omaha, my last trip of 2010. I can’t believe a whole week has passed since my last post but I also can’t believe that it is mid-November. There are still big deadlines to make, my kids’ birthdays and holidays to contend with but somehow I feel like I am over the hump. Phew!

Vintage bottles, taken with my iphone at Second Chances, Omaha, Nebraska

I’ve been gathering photos, unpacking my bags, and thinking about the workshops, creativity and camaraderie of the Silver Bella art retreat. I intended to post a lot of details, recapping the event. But I changed my mind.

I want to tell you a little story instead. When Teresa McFayden invited me to teach at Silver Bella, now in it’s 5th year, I had never heard of it before. I clicked over to the website and read a bit about the popular event that women from all over the country attend and enjoy year after year. I was honored and excited to be included!

Snomaha! Omaha’s first snow of the season, taken with my iphone from my hotel window
After I submitted the projects I’d be teaching (very felty and very *me*) I got nervous. I looked at the other teacher’s projects, popular teachers that have taught at Silver Bella many times. They felt very feminine, embellished, vintage and sparkly. Glitter and bling and shiny things. I wrote to Teresa, wondering if I’d fit in. She assured me that the ‘bellas’ would love me and not to worry.

Keep in mind, that I am not what you might call a girlie-girl. I grew up with 2 older brothers and now have two boys of my own. I never joined a sorority. I prefer matte over glossy. I don’t do lace.

Me, signing books at Silver Bella Vendor Night. Photo by Jenny Doh

But, I did my best to put that aside, to go to Silver Bella with an open mind and a willingness to expand my horizons. Even if that meant getting glitter on my hands. ๐Ÿ™‚ A very smart friend of mine, Marisa, often speaks of creative cross-pollination, and I thought of her this weekend. Exposing yourself to people, techniques, and art outside of your circle can be enlightening and inspiring. It’s a very gratifying experiment and I found that it worked both ways.

Some women walked into my class a bit skeptical that the felted rosette frame was something that they would enjoy making or if it was “them”. The same women left the class, after having put their own twist on their frame (paint, vintage wall paper, and yes, even glitter!) ecstatic with what they created. I loved it because #1: they were happy and #2: I learned new techniques and ideas from them! We all learned to stretch our creative comfort zones.

Me and my new teacher-buddy, Charlotte Lyons. Photo by Jenny Doh.

At the finale dinner, Jenny Doh delivered the closing remarks. She spoke about creative individuals and what we have in common. How that we all had decided to make our creativity a priority. Each of us had figured out a way to put our *realities* on hold, just for a few days, to come together, to celebrate ourselves and the art of making. I looked around the room thinking that I wasn’t so different from the sparkly-girls after all. For it isn’t about personal taste or aesthetic, it’s about making and sharing and fostering community.

As Jenny summed it up best, “We are capable of creating beauty, and we are not alone.”