not facebook ready.
10/04/2013 § Leave a comment
My “picture perfect” shell and bead necklace made for me by my son for our overnight trip to Fort Ross.
I have begun the next big step in my business – a business blueprint. The questionnaire I have been given asks a lot of questions about social media. One of them being, do I have a weekly social media calendar, and if not, why?
Why? I’ll tell you why. Because my life is not set up for social media. I do not spend my days walking through forests collecting wild mushrooms for a picture perfect mushroom pie that I will later share with 6 of the most gorgeous people I know seated around a rustic yet sophisticated table that is set out on a porch decorated with twinkle lights and candles. No. That is not my life. I do not have a well maintained studio with lots of natural light to show off my collection of antique tools-of-my-trade. I just don’t have the life that lends itself well to social media. My life is messy.
I live in a ranch house that was built in the 70s. And believe me, I would love it if it were the type of ranch house you are thinking about right now. It will be…one day. But as of yet, we don’t have base boards. Our kitchen was remodeled by the previous owner – badly. Very, very badly. Our vegetable garden is a mess and probably won’t get planted this season. We live with a gigantic pile of laundry that holds its position on an otherwise beautiful chair in our living room. Our couch has little tiny greasy finger marks all over it. That is the truth of my life. I spend my days driving, and cleaning, and cooking. And somewhere in the middle of all of that, I work at the job I have waited my entire life to do. I design. Beautiful things. And I make. Beautiful things. Those things I photograph and post. But those moments are just punctuation marks in an otherwise very unkempt existence.
My perfect moments are probably more normal and more tangible to you all than those in Kinfolk – but believe me, I would love to have a life that pretty. My picture perfect moments are personal. Listening to my older daughter teaching her brother to cook in the kitchen. My youngest boy crawling into bed with me in the morning to cuddle – at the age of 9. Watching my daughter learn to walk through life with confidence and grace. Laughing at my husband’s dry and sometimes inappropriate humor. These moments can not be photographed. And if they were, no one would understand the meaning behind them. They would just be snap shots of my family. My wonderful, messy family.
So when the question arises, why do I not have an active social media life, I think “why the hell would I? Who wants to see this mess?” But perhaps I should be honest. Post what is real in my life. After all, I design everything to be used by someone like me. Someone whose life is far from perfect. Because in the midst of all the chaos and mess that is life, it is essential that we have at least one beautiful item. Just for ourselves. Something that elevates us when we use it. At least one item that, even when we are far from well-groomed and very far from picture perfect, we can pick up and see that all is not lost.