I’ve never really been the type to get star-struck.
I’ve never screamed at pop stars, or swooned at film stars or actors (apart from one short-lived but rather desperate crush, when very young, on Lewis Collins in The Professionals – but we’ll draw a veil swiftly over that).
I do, however, have heroes and heroines. People whose work and talents I admire hugely.
My heroines, it seems, are a bit like buses: you wait ages for one, and then yesterday, several turned up at once.
First up was local textiles heroine Rachel Ainley, organiser of yesterday’s craft fair, whose wares I was really looking forward to browsing. Alas, I missed my chance, as once ensconced behind my stall I couldn’t get out again. But I did get to see Rachel in action as she organised yesterday’s craft fair. And a fine sight it was, too.
I pointed my other half in the direction of her stall with a heavy hint (well, more of an instruction really) that a purchase therefrom would not be unwelcome in my Christmas stocking. One can only hope.
So I was very flattered when Rachel bought one of my cushions for her home…
My stall was next to that of local ceramics heroine Katrin Moye. I don’t actually own any of Katrin’s beautiful work yet, but I have bought several pieces as gifts.
I’m hoping I have some money left to remedy that at Katrin’s upcoming studio sale, which is happening locally the day before I head off to meet my sis and family off the plane from Australia.
Anyway, I was also pretty darn thrilled when Katrin bought one of my lumbar cushions at the fair today.
This one, to be precise:
And I have a commission to make another cushion in the same fabric.
For another local heroine of mine, Carly Dodsley, who also had a stall at the fair.
I invested some of my takings from last year’s Pretty Dandy Flea in one of Carly’s wonderful peacock plates.
I also had a lovely comment on yesterday’s blog post from one of my blogging heroines, Jenny of The Custards.
So right now I am feeling a thoroughly warm glow. I love that people whom I admire so much seem to like what I do.
I’m not going to start screaming or swooning.
But might just allow myself a little secret smile. ♥