Author: Jess Boctor

September to December; that is the slot of time which we have alloted for our departure for Germany. Since I know the time until we leave will fly by. Here is the first project I have completed for our anticipated departure.

September bis Dezember; das ist die Zeit wir werden nach Deutschland abfahren. Heir ist die erst Projekt, das ich für unser Umzug fertig gemacht hatte.

This old apothacary’s case was mine from childhood. It used to carry my treasured dolls and their pinafores. Now it will be used to carry my treasure making tools and pliers. 

Die alter Medizinkiste hat mir von Kinderzeit gehören. Die hat meine liebevoll Puppen une ihre Kleider enthalten. Jetzt werde sie meine liebevolle Werkzeuge enthalten.

The interior was in pretty sad shape and I thought it could use some color. So I pulled out the previous interior and scraped away as much of the cardboard as I could. Then I spray painted it bright green. 

Die Inneseite war schelcht gewesen. Ich habe gedacht, die ein bißchen Farbe brauchen. Ich hatte die alte Inneseite abgemacht und hatte alles gut geputzt. Laste, male ich die Inneseite mit helle grüner Farbe.

 

There was an old plastic belt which was installed in the base. I salvaged it and reattached it to the top, it is a perfect place for my scissors!

Es gibt ein alte plastik Band, das in die Kiste installiert würdet. Ich verwerte es und es im Deckel anhangen. Es ist das perfekt Platz für meine Schere zu hangen!

I think this traveling art studio will serve me quite well as I prepare for this new adventure, and it is good to be able to bring an old friend along.

Ich glaube diese Reise Kunsstudio werde mir sehr gute passen weil ich bereite diese neues Abenteur auf. Ich finde es schöne, ich kann diese alten Freund mitbringen. 

So, in preparation for moving to Germany (ps. If you didn’t know, come 12/31/11 Paul and I are outta here!) I have been working on developing a few new sites. I’ll be sharing more about those later, for now, I want to share the headers I made for all of them tonight! I’m very proud of myself, as gimpshop and I usually fight…alot. But I’m starting to get the knack of it and think these are pretty cool for a beginner.

I’m sitting outside trying to catch the last of the suns rays. I want to sit and breath in the moment. It is the second of many moments to come when I will be caught of guard as I prepare for the next leg of my adventure. I want to make sure these moments are captured, that this part of the story isn’t forgotten.

In preparation for Germany, I have begun the process of sifting through the Studio. The Studio is, at the same time, the most superfluous and essential part of who I am in our household. I thought by using a treasured item to carry the remnants with me, it would make the process easier. At the very least, fixing up the apothecary’s box would at least make the process more blog worthy. Once again I have expected the shiny to cover an old wound.

I realized as I was wandering from locker and box and shelf, trying to decide what it is I need to take with me, what items are essentials I need in order to pursue my craft on another continent that I don’t want to do this. Somewhere in the back of my mind and heart there is a ragamuffin girl with paint on her hands who is stamping her feet.

Please don’t misunderstand me, I want to go to Germany. That same little girl has been staring at the horizon for some time; this journey is twenty years of dreams, hopes and prayers in the making. I just didn’t want to be going like this.

Three years ago, I had a very different idea of what going to Germany was going to look like. Back then it meant I had trained someone up to replace me at the Studio. It meant leaving a creative impression on my community. It meant knowing it would be here when I got back.

Going to Germany wasn’t suppose to be sorting through dusty sketchbooks again, trying to figure out how to price them to sell. It wasn’t piecemealing the elements of the studio which the Lady and I s carefully put together. It definitely wasn’t having the lie that I am a failure packed into my carry on.

I’m not sure why this is all coming out now. It’s been a year since we closed the Studio, and there are still many months before I depart. I would venture to guess that like the left over inventory, I have been shoving all these feelings into a place much too small, everything is piled too high and there is no order. Feelings carelessly left on the floor are tripping me up, like the stacks of dusty sketch books.

I’m glad it is coming up though. I have to be willing to let these things go and par my tools down to just the essentials for my soul and craft as I prepare to go. 

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. Hebrews 12:1

Continuing the adventure,

Jess