So, my stall at the Handmade Market was a bit of a downer. I had worked so hard getting everything ready and staying up late every night making stuff and then it was a big fat fail on the day. I barely covered the cost of my table hire and parking. Barely. And then I spent my awesome $5 profit on a gift for my niece (from one of the other stalls)!
I’ve been really lucky in the past and generally have very successful market days. Maybe this is because I have them at home and invite people I know. But I thought if I went to a “proper” market and there were 10 times the amount of people coming in to look, that I would do even better. So, I’m feeling a bit dejected today – it makes you feel like your stuff is rubbish and not worth anyone’s time.
I am trying to be positive about it. I met some really nice people – the other stall-holders were lovely and so kind and friendly. They didn’t do super well either so it wasn’t just me. It just felt like it was only me, ha ha. Because I’m a pouty baby 🙂
I was just looking forward to making some money for the Christmas period because I am really short this year. But it was not to be! I was genuinely pleased to meet the other artists – they were awesome and I think I could maybe contact some of them for creative advice and brain-picking. And I had plenty of time to just sit and think about what I could do better, what new things I would like to tackle etc. Maybe my “art” is too handmade and people prefer things to be more polished, more mass-produced? Should I look at getting my designs printed up, rather than making individual cards by hand? Do I need to think about better packaging? Should I give up altogether and become an accountant?
Some of the other stalls included :
Little Mo & Friends
(This is the lovely lady I bought a little doll from)
So, all in all I am grateful for the experience, even if it didn’t turn out as I had hoped. I enjoyed making all the cards and other items – it makes me happy to be creative so, if nothing else, I spent many (many!) hours engaged in an activity that relaxes me and helps with anxiety and stress. Shame that didn’t translate to sales on the day – but it WAS just a day, after all – not the end of the world. It’s just disappointing. But I have to chalk it up to “just one of those days” and move on. And find somewhere to put all these boxes of stuff I had to bring home again with me! 🙂
Have a happy, successful day, everyone x
“…You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore…”
— William Faulkner