a shopgirl stuck in Genesis

Last night I was at our church, the Madison Christian Community, to present a talk for the Women's Salad Supper (which, by the way, was delicious). This is an annual event that showcases the amazing women of the congregations, and that's just the audience. This year, the focus was on women entrepreneurs and I was asked to give a presentation. As per tradition, the speaker gets to choose the recipients of the free will offering and (as per Anthology tradition), I selected two local non profits focusing on youth arts in our community: the Teen Bubbler program at the Madison Public Library and the Clare Aubrey Roberts Scholarship Fund at the Monroe Street Fine Arts Center.

Anyway, here it is:

Everything starts with Genesis. And, to be honest, it doesn’t go much further than that, despite the best efforts of Dan Schmiechen and Andrew Rogness and countless Sunday School teachers here at MCC. The idea of people created in the image of a creating God is central to my idea of why we are here and what we are called to do. We are called to be creators.

Creativity is so fundamental to my sense of self that I honestly hadn’t given it much thought until my late 20s. It is just something you do (or, rather, something you make). It isn’t necessarily a job. Running next to, and not especially overlapping, was my career in retail.

My work in retail began right out of college in the handbag department at Boston Store. Later there was Itchin’ to Stitch, a quilt store in Sun Prairie. But the biggest step on this journey came when I saw an ad for an assistant manager job at Little Luxuries, just as I was finishing my master’s thesis. It had always been one of our favorite shops and I decided to apply. I honestly think that working in retail, owning your own store, is an easily-visualized career. I’m pretty sure that my sister and I weren’t the only little kids who had that little cardboard cut-out grocery store that we often played with. So in some ways, I was just returning to a career we had been practicing since childhood. 

What started as working for a small independent business quickly turned into a desire to own it. My sister joined me as co-manager, and I began to envision our career as store owners. I was 32. At the time, I imagined our boss close to retirement, choosing to pass the mantle of gift shop ownership on to us. It was presumptuous, certainly, but that was the path I thought I was on.

Through this time, however, there was building in me a desire to incorporate more of my own creative work into my career, but also a sense that too many people were dismissing the creative aspects of their own life. “Oh, I’m not creative,” is something I hear all the time. Stuck in Genesis as I am, you can see why it might drive one crazy to hear that from children made in the image of a creating God. To have time to create is a critical part of my well-being. 

I imagine likewise for all people, as children of a Creator God. Whether we garden, paint, sing, connect people, build places, we are acting in God’s likeness. In our own little ways, we create the stars and the seas, we create light where once there was nothing.

Little Luxuries already had its vision, created by the owner. Our specific areas of interest and expertise didn’t particularly mesh with that vision. My creative life was still mostly separate from my professional life. Then came 2007. Our boss started talking about restructuring the business and our jobs, in no way towards the creative element that I so wanted. I started to feel like the goal of owning the shop was getting further out of reach, started questioning all the time I had spent on the path, even questioning my own worth and ability. I started to feel that there was no place for me in this place that I considered mine. I was stuck for a long time in my expectation that I would be store owner of that place. Since the option seemed to be closing to me, I felt closed off from my own possibility.  

A friend later shared with me a cartoon that she shares with her business classes. In the first frame, a terrified skier is looking down a steep hill. But then the picture pans out and there is a bear charging from behind. She tells her students: this is what becoming a business owner is like, at some point, it is more terrifying to stay in place than it is to go forward.

Well, I spent most of 2007 stuck on the top of a hill with a terrified face. I can see why having faith is such a big test. During that time, I can’t really say that I had faith in the process. I am thankful that I had people around me who had faith in ME, who saw value in me even when I felt devalued.  It is only in hindsight that I can say those difficulties were setting the stage; that I had to go through that time in order for any other risk to seem small compared to the risk of staying where I was. But in the middle of that, there was a lot of crying and a lot of second-guessing, wondering if years had been wasted and what I was actually going to do with the rest of my life.

And then there was light. Specifically, around 6 am the Wednesday before Thanksgiving in 2007. I woke up with such a clear vision: My sister and I would open a store! It sounds like should have been a foregone conclusion given how much I had talked about owning our own store. 

Perhaps there is no way for me to adequately convey how deeply I had connected being a shop owner to being at that specific shop, and how I had almost given up on being a shop owner simply because that particular path was closing to me. At that time, I found the passage from one of my favorite authors, Brian Andreas:

"I don't know how long I can do this, he said. I think the universe has different plans for me & we sat there in silence & I thought to myself that this is the thing we all come to & this is the thing we all fight & if we are lucky enough to lose, our lives become beautiful with mystery again & I sat there silent because that is not something that can be said.”

This passage resonated with me because I felt like most of the year had been a battle with trying to keep myself at my job and when I gave up on that idea, suddenly a whole new path opened up to me. It was suddenly less terrifying to ski down the hill than to stay in place. 

And that’s just the beginning. We opened Anthology in March of 2008.

Life might have been beautiful with mystery but it was also really stressful and filled with long hours, hard work, low pay and a tremendous sense of risk.  Both of our parents worked for the UW and we didn’t have a lot of experience with small business ownership. I remember a friend of mine told me that it was going to be a LOT of work and in my mind I kind of blew him off: “maybe it is for some people….” But, yes, it is a LOT of work. We wondered if we would be able to even reach minimum wage for the hours we were working. I cried over the phone to the IRS, and I cried in the car when I had an unexpected $25 co-pay for a doctor’s visit. I contemplated getting a second job stocking shelves at the grocery store at night. Yet I also felt that I had no time or energy to spare since it was all dedicated to Anthology.

However I came to see that the flip side of that risk is tremendous reward. I felt everything so much more deeply - the risk and failure, but also the success. Even though there was stress and worry, there was a feeling of giddiness, of joy, that our time and energy was being welcomed by other people. Every single day, someone comes into the store, compliments us and thanks us for our work, whether by their words or their deeds. Something even as simple as buying a postcard is fraught with gratitude. Yes, it was scary, and not just because of the money. So much time and energy was going into it, it was hard not to take rejection of the store and its goods as rejection of myself.

I am thankful for the advice of a college professor. His advice was geared towards us as women in the male-dominated field of geology, but it holds across fields. He told us to start a "warm fuzzy file," into which we would put letters of recommendation, awards, other compliments. Then, when we were doubting our ability or our direction, as would inevitably happen, we could open the file and affirm our path and our selves. At Anthology, this takes the form of a little notebook into which I record overheard and compliments about the store. Whenever I'm feeling unappreciated or that my effort is coming to naught, I only have to open this little book and I can see all the ways that I have had effect in the world. I cannot recommend this approach enough.

Of course, I know that I won’t please everyone; I don’t expect everyone to buy something or even “get” what it is our store is about.  At the same time, by putting so much of myself into our shop, when people DO respond positively, it acts as an affirmation of my work and of my very self. This acceptance of self brings a deep sense of satisfaction and joy, and it comes only by taking the risk of sharing my true self with others.

On a side note, I don’t know how familiar you are with the Myers-Briggs tests, but one of the qualities is a scale from extrovert to introvert. I am about as far over into introvert as one can possibly be. So, yes, there is something in me that would be very happy to just sit at home in my cozy little studio in my flannel pajamas. It takes a lot of energy for me to be on the sales floor six days a week, to be nice to so many people I don’t know. Yet I am fueled by the overwhelmingly positive reaction, to the business, and, by extension, to ourselves.

And so the first few years of store ownership passed. My sister and I settled into our strengths, which truly complement each other. People often tell me that there’s no way they could ever work with their sister and I won’t claim to have the secret to eternal sisterly bliss - we definitely have our old baggage that might not make the best partnership. Perhaps this is just my bias as the bossy older sister, but I think that our strengths fill in really well for the other’s weaknesses. When one of us is feeling nervous about finances, the other is usually feeling confident. My sister delivers excellent customer service; my excellence lies more in accounting software. She does the hiring and training; I do scheduling and payroll; we split the ordering pretty evenly, though I do all the budgeting. I think that stores can distinguish themselves most readily if customers are allowed to hear the creating voice of the owner, and I think it is to our advantage that we have two voices setting the tone.

We certainly weren’t done learning and growing. There was a lot of work to be done in terms of balancing work with the rest of life, but I had strengthened my faith and trust in process and in the rewards that accompany risk. I am so grateful for the tremendous support of our customers and the Madison community. Our business was continuing to grow and I could see the path ahead for us, selling note cards and wrapping paper and locally made crafts. We made buttons for Obama’s first campaign but mostly considered ourselves an apolitical paper and craft shop.

Which brings me to 2011. mid February to be precise. 

It’s a funny thing - the world of the small business owner seems so independent, almost American cowboy-ish in its mythology. There’s that notion that you are taking tremendous risks and going out on your own, making your own way without the support of a larger system of a corporation or a department. Yet one of the biggest things that being a small business owner has taught me is our utter dependence upon each other. I could work every hour of every day, and that work will come to nothing if not for the work of my sister beside me, if not for the many artists, if not for our customers. That starts a cascade of dependence, upon employers, employees, family, students, delivery guys, artists, taxpayers. There’s no end to it, of course. That’s the point.

So when the Governor first introduced his budget, my objections were on behalf of those we depend upon. The budget went against what I see as the role of government, it went against how I think Jesus wants us to be at work in the world. Before we owned our own business, I took politicians at their word when they told me what small businesses wanted. Yet this obsession with taxes is completely at odds with my own experience. I don’t want lower taxes - I want all the things that taxes pay for. Our well being depends completely on that of our customers, and this budget didn’t seem helpful at all. So, yes, we were feeling mad and scared, unheard and upset.

It’s weird though, because there’s this idea of neutrality in the business world. That because you would take money from everyone, you have to represent everyone’s views, or at least stay neutral to them. I find that disingenuous. We only have to dig a little bit into trade organization lobbying and super PAC donations to see that business is far from neutral. Certainly the way politicians portray business needs is not neutral. I was disinclined to let others speak on our behalf. Add to that the existing lessons about risk and reward, and we were not poised to stay silent.

It did feel like we were breaking some unwritten business rule, but it also felt that there was no other option than to stand in solidarity with teachers, with public schools, with state workers, with state parks and public resources. First the UW Students marched to the Governor’s office to deliver love letters in support of programs he would underfund. Then the rest of the protestors arrived. So we wrote on our sandwich board and hung signs in our windows, we went to the protests, we watched as people streamed by our shop on their way to the Capitol. We felt that it was important for us to participate and to be witness, but we didn’t really expect this to be a money-making moment. 

On Thursday of the budget week, a regular customer came in and said: “where are your buttons?” On Friday, an old school friend and union member commented: “You must be selling buttons like crazy! Union people love buttons!” I told her that we were still on the fence because even though we felt strongly about the issues, we weren’t sure if it was opportunistic to make buttons. She said: “Make those buttons, girl!” Since that week in February, we have sold over 60,000 buttons. Our Dad regularly tells us that we should send a thank-you note to the Governor. Instead we send proceeds from our button sales to the public school foundation and the many other programs who funding he has diminished.

There were plenty of times that I felt overwhelmed with anger and frustration, times when I worried about how our shop would grow when paychecks were shrinking, times when I feared for our state. It did feel like we were taking a huge risk to speak out as business owners. Many other businesses were quiet. It is to the credit of our upbringing in the Madison Christian Community that we were not. In hindsight, taking such a stand in the liberal hotbed of Madison wasn’t that much of a risk but it felt like it at the time. 

I remember once there was a man lingering outside our store for a really long time. I started to wonder and worry, was he going to get a bunch of friends to block the door because he disagreed with us, would he try to smash the window or come in and yell at me? I am not immune to flights of fancy that take up way too much energy preparing for things that never materialize. But I try to refocus my mind. There are buttons to be made, after all. There is comfort and action to be found in the work of creation. Ultimately what I object to in others was the way they allow fear and anger and pain to set the tone for their lives. That is not the life I want to live. These are not the offerings that God asks of us.

There is a wonderful piece of text from Clarissa Pinkola Estes, author of Women Who Run With the Wolves. I recommend looking up the whole thing, but in one part, she writes:

"There will always be times when you feel discouraged. I too have felt despair many times in my life, but I do not keep a chair for it. I will not entertain it. It is not allowed to eat from my plate."

Yes, it is a constant challenge not to pull out a chair for sorrow and anger, to instead embrace the fear that comes from risk, knowing that it will be overcome by reward, that there is connection that I cannot allow anger to sever. I believe God wants us to take risks, to be daring in our expressions of love and creation. And if you are stuck like I am in Genesis, you know that there’s only one way through anything, and that is creation. Can you find a way to make an offering of your joy and love and creativity? Can you turn your anger and pain and fear and sorrow to creation? Oddly enough, making buttons began a new phase of my offering.

I am filled with gratitude that we took that risk, that we participated in that moment. The button table was often surrounded by people – they were laughing, they were sharing their stories and pains, they were chatting about clever signs they saw. So many people came to us who had never stepped in our store before. There was a strong sense that we were all overcoming feelings of being alone and being powerless. I grew and so did the store. 

We forged new connections to people and businesses; there was a lasting sense of togetherness and power. To my great joy, I was reminded that Creation prevails. The turmoil and anger was met with such creativity –  screenprinting, hilarious signs, chalk writing, decorated cars, t-shirt making, singing and songwriting... and yes, buttons. It made me proud to be a Wisconsinite, to be among Creators, and to be a child of a creating God. It has given me a lasting sense of solidarity, a keen awareness that the worst of the troubles usually start the second you start thinking that you are alone.

And yes, I will confess to a sense of deja vu and tiredness as we see this all repeated on the national scale. My objection remains the same, to those who would cede life to fear and anger, view the world with rigidity and an idealized past, to those who are unwilling to face pain and sorrow but instead distract themselves with rage, closing their minds and hearts to other ways of being and doing and connecting in the world. 

That is not the life that I want for myself. That is not the life that God calls me to. That is not the life of a Creator child. 

I draw my comfort and strength from the risks that I take and the rewards I am met with, the way that being a store owner allows me to constantly connect with other people, and to meet the world with love, acceptance, fluidity, and with courage to face pain and sorrow with a heart and mind that are open. 

I draw my strength from the way I enable myself and others to fully meet our potential as creators living the Creator’s likeness. I'm sticking with Genesis.

 

 


Kelly Kilmer back in Madison!

How happy are we?! The marvelous Kelly Kilmer is road tripping across the country again and somehow made time to come to Madison. We personally think Madison is worth the trip, but acknowledge that it can be a wee bit out of the way. It's really pretty amazing to me that just a few years ago, I put a Kelly Kilmer workshop on my bucket list and here we are hosting! She'll be coming on Friday, May 11 for a day workshop and an evening workshop: 

Landscapes of the Mind: Expressive Art Journaling
11 a.m.-5:30 p.m.
 
Playful Patterns 
6-9 p.m.
 
You can register for the workshops here.
 
I took a three-day weekend set of workshops from Kelly in California a few years ago. We made three different books and then painted and collaged in them. What to tell you really? First, Kelly brings an insane amount of supplies to all her workshops. I have never taken a class with so much washi tape, paint, collage paper, and stencils. Oh, and markers. She is so generous. She is equally generous with her instruction and technique-sharing.
 
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These are a couple of my pages from those first workshops. I remember being particularly pleased with the guy with the wings...
 
 
 
 
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and yet, after taking another in person workshop and being in the midst of an online workshop from Kelly, I can see the ways she has influenced me and further helped me grow as an artist since these first pages. I didn't finish all the books that we started in the first workshop, but ended up turning it into a tarot card book in the following year.
 
This year, I have been taking an online workshop from her (An Artist's Study). I have once again been enjoying all the input she provides in terms of creating a journal page. Though I've had limited success with online workshops, I am quite pleased with my journal so far. I selected Maira Kalman, and have been closely examining her brushstrokes and color choices, trying to incorporate Maira style into my journal.
 
 
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With Kelly's words rolling around in my head, I have done more playing with paint and line, with paint markers, with a narrowed collage scrap palette...  She has helped me a lot in terms of collaging, particularly in adding depth to my collages, which sometimes used to feel like very separate background, with stuff slapped on top. Well, you'll just have to come to class and learn for yourself!
 
 
 

we're 10!

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March 2008 was the month we first opened our doors so we've been celebrating our birthday this month (and beyond, if we're honest). In June, we'll have an art exhibit at the downtown library, and a Night Light event; in the fall, we are planning to go to London on a buying trip. In the meantime, we've been looking backwards and forward - thinking about the ways that we've changed and grown in 10 years, wondering what will become in the next 10. We aren't completely re-branding ourselves, but I had an idea for a wall mural, which turned into stickers and printed bags (printed bags! after 10 years of stamping our bags by hand, it was such a treat for those boxes of thousands of bags to come in). It is also past time for painting the walls - there are many nail holes which should have been patched long ago but on principle, I cannot paint the same color over itself. SO.... hmm. lots of paint chip talk which bores my sister to tears but has been keeping me very occupied. 

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We still laugh about the time we were painting the store, obscured from passersby by the collage of papers we had on the window, including the description of the store. Two women stopped to look at our description and one said to the other, "I give it 6 months." Little did she know we were within earshot. Sachi calls it incentive: "we'll show her," rather than discouragement. Then again, there are certainly aspects of the store that probably only lasted 6 months, only to be replaced with more durable and sustaining aspects. If you had told me when we first opened, that I would be selling t-shirts and pint glasses, I'm not sure I would have believed you, which only leads me to wonder about what the next 10 years will hold, and what I cannot possibly believe. 

We are so tremendously grateful to all the people who have supported us on this path. The world of the small business owner is so strange to me - it is credited with so much independence, not unlike the American cowboy mythology, and yet I find it to be so dependent in every way - our growth has come only because of the time and energy and resources of our employees, our family, our customers, our artists, our city, our country. We can't wait for you to accompany us on the next 10 years!


flipping the surprise coin

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Easter Sunday and April Fool's Day, and my morning to deliver the children's sermon at church. I hand-painted these wooden tokens with an eye open on one side and an eye closed on the other side. I also painted one token with an open eye on both sides and another token with a closed eye on both sides. I just wish I was better at flipping coins and rolling them around in my fingers. It would have been pretty awesome if I could do a coin trick. Well, anyway, here's my text:

Today I brought in these special coins, they are my surprise coins. The choice is either eyes open or eyes closed. Have you ever had a surprise that wasn't that surprising? Sometimes you can think you are ready for surprise. Your eyes are open and you are expecting it. Maybe you have thought through a lot of possibilities and feel that you are prepared for all of them. But sometimes, something completely different happens. Something you weren't at all prepared for. In those times, it is as if your eyes are closed to surprise.

BUT, have you ever run into those trick coins? Where you ask a question and the answer is always heads? And it turns out there that both sides of the coins have the same answer? A lot of what Jesus was responding to in his time was that the people asking the questions kind of seemed like they had trick coins.  

People would ask: who knows the most? is the grown-ups? or is it the kids?

Who has the best ideas? is it the men? or the women?

Who can be most helpful? Someone we know who is a neighbor to us? or someone we don’t know who came from far away and never really liked?

Who is best? the people who have money and power? or the people who have nothing?

In a lot of cases, the answers were always the same: the men, the leaders, the people with power, the people we know, the people who look the way we look, the grown-ups. That was true in Jesus’ time. It is still true today.

But Jesus challenged these answers. Jesus says: your eyes are closed to the possibility of everyone around you. Your eyes are closed to surprise. What if you listen to the poor? the people you don’t know? the powerless? the women? the children? Why do you close your eyes against them?

It was kind of like Jesus’ coin had a closed eye on each side. And he challenged us to think about answers to questions in ways that we never thought of before.  He challenged us to think about the ways that our eyes were closed to surprise. He challenged us not to be satisfied with the answers that were always visible. Every single time. Every single question. Your eyes are closed. You cannot see everything.

Which brings us to Easter morning. The biggest surprise of all. The women go to Jesus' tomb. They already know what to expect. Their eyes are filled with tears but they are open. But the stone is rolled away - it is like the eye of the tomb has been opened but the surprise is more than our eyes could ever expect. Our eyes may as well be closed because what we see we cannot believe. Jesus once again flips the coin that has closed eyes on both sides, he invites us to the awareness that we cannot know all the answers, conquer all the surprises.

That is the gift of Jesus. That is the gift of Easter morning.

 

Please join me in a prayer:

God of surprises

We go out into the world with eyes open, and shut.

Help us to be present to the surprises that we cannot possibly envision

Open our eyes to the possibilities of all people

 

When we congratulate ourselves on our wide open eyes

Remind us of the ways our eyes are still shut

 

When our eyes are shut

Help us with all the other ways of knowing the world

 

Lead us not into the temptation of thinking we can see all

and deliver us from blindness to love.

Amen.

 

 


February update

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oh my goodness, there is so much to catch up on. How can I be behind already when it is only February? So, first of all, I read an article recently that said we are entering the era of picture and video, and words are falling to the side. As picture-happy a person as I am, words are good too. So I should follow through and catch you up to speed on the story behind the Instagram feed. So, let's see, where are we? 

The biggest news is that Anthology is turning 10 in about a month. I always say that the Ides of March are our birthday. We have plans for the 16-18th of March, cake and other treats on the back table, maybe some balloons... In addition to looking back on our past 1o years, we've been doing a lot of looking forward and thinking about plans for the next 10 years. Things are very much up in the air, but the walls are long overdue for painting so that led to a remarkably (for me) short conversation about paint chips, and an idea of a wall mural. Painting the store is a big task so that will definitely wait until we are in our 11th year, most likely sometime next January or February. BUT, the wall mural idea (which started out as Rifle Paper wallpaper, which, while lovely, would not be quite as site-specific as what we ended up with), turned into printed bags, turned into stickers, turned into a stamp. As usual, once I find an image I like, it ends up in a lot of different forms. 

After being jealous of other people's custom designs, I decided to stop sulking and at least make some new buttons. I am working on some new Madison notebooks so those should be ready by graduation.

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Naturally we had to rebut Scott Walker's dismissal of Madison.

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My other big project has been to prepare for our art exhibit at the library in June. A little ways off but I am working on prints of various Laura and Sachi works. Oh, and I am taking an online workshop from Kelly Kilmer so I have been preoccupied with painting and collaging in the evenings.

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Meanwhile Sachi has kept up her pace of card making. She has several new card designs already and is still going as strong as last year. No, your eyes are not deceiving you: she's already on to Mother's Day.

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As far as other new arrivals, this is the quiet time of year downtown so we've done a little restocking post-holiday, but there will be more to come later in spring. We have some new t-shirt designs in the works which are an exciting development (begging other artists eventually pays off). We did get more washi tape (phew!), 

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and have generally been working on restocking some of our favorites.

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We hope you are staying warm and inspired at the beginning of this new year! We are looking forward to new goods and new creative endeavors.


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Last month I got a text from a friend in Massachusetts who told me she had almost driven off the road when she heard my voice on NPR ("Wisconsin voters aren't enthusiastic about Republican tax bill"). I'm never very good speaking off the top of my head and wish that I was better at speaking in radio-worthy pithy clips, but I think I managed to convey our views. My biggest worry was that Ron Johnson would use my words to ask for an even bigger tax cut - he's good at misrepresenting what Wisconsin voters are asking for. But I think they edited for clarity.

This month starts a new season of the podcast American Bandito and features Anthology and 9 other local stores. The first season focused on local Madison artists. This season is a look at Madison creatives in retail.

 

Also, we were recently featured on Wisconsin Real Estate, one of the top sites for Madison, WI Real Estate. Check out the article at Anthology Sparks the Creativity of the Madison Community.


beginnings

Ok, January 11 and I'm ready for the new year. I just finished a big scrap-sorting project in my living room last night. Somehow, several different boxes had become jumbled together so that personal ephemera and collage ephemera needed separating. This was the before view, which has been this way, even through the appliance delivery process (as the delivery guys didn't have to go through the living room, that was the one spot I didn't need to clear a path).

 

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Also, I realized this year that I spent a lot of time searching for certain pieces of collage materials so I needed to do a little reorganizing. I had a couple bins leftover from taking to workshops and I needed to reintegrate everything. Now that is done, I am ready to begin my online class in earnest. While sorting, I pulled out materials and I've done a little painting and sewing of pages. I'm taking another class from Kelly Kilmer, this time focusing on the work of Maira Kalman and incorporating a Maira-ish style into my collages.

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My place is still relatively clear after the appliance deliveries of early December so, on the whole, I am feeling ready to face the new year and stick to my resolution of working smarter not harder. We'll see how long that lasts. Sachi already has her new Valentine design completed and is working on Mother's Day. And has shipped out reorders to some stores around the state who are now carrying her cards (Blue Moon Emporium in Appleton and The Local Store in Eau Claire). Some projects which have been rumbling around in my head since last year are coming closer to fruition, including a new Madison notebook

 

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And our 10th anniversary celebration plans are proceeding. I have started adding up some numbers for our anniversary print, amazing myself with the number of Totoros and lil' cheese curd onesies we've sold. We'll have a party in-store on our actual weekend in mid March, but also our art show Night Light event June 1. A buying trip to London in September. Par for the course, the celebrations are being dragged out. We are ever so grateful to our customers and artists and friends and family for supporting us on this endeavor!


year in review

An artist friend, Mel Kolstad, recently shared her year in review which was inspiring and a little intimidating. However, along with the twinge of guilt about not posting as much as I intended, it got me thinking about this past year. Here are some things you might have missed in the goings-on of Anthology and the Komai sisters.

The Trump (& GOP) effect. To be honest, as soon as Trump won the election, I was expecting a recession. I am thoroughly unimpressed with the fiscal actions of the party of so-called fiscal conservatives. This obsession with taxes is, to say the least, puzzling. I'm sad that we seem to have lost the sense of any greater good or what we owe to the country which has created our wealth, never mind any interest in the ongoing build-up of said wealth. Because whatever someone says, they didn't build it themselves, and they are as much a moocher as anyone they accused of being so. We had an amazing 2015 thanks to coloring books, and a challenging 2016 (apparently all election years are like that) so I expected more of the same in 2017. I still don't think Donald Trump or Paul Ryan et al are doing anything to improve my outlook on long-term economic health but we'll take this little reprieve as we end the year ahead of the last. Because, as it turns out, people are fired up. We here in Wisconsin have been here for a while so there's a ring of familiarity, and a little tiredness, about it all. But there were buttons to be made, prints to sell. Sachi and I were in Phoenix for the Women's March and I told the part-timers we left behind that it would probably be a quiet weekend. Everyone might be heading up the Capitol to exercise their right to protest and that is fine. It turned out that everyone stopped at Anthology to get their buttons before they made their way up to the Capitol. Certainly in Phoenix we got the sense that turnout was higher than expected. Pretty much the best problem to have, particularly in regards to these matters.

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And the button-making has continued. Every once in a while, there is a moment I feel like sobbing as I make a button that we've been making since 2011 which is just as true as it was before, but on the whole, the making and responding keeps me too busy to wallow in sorrow too long.

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I take comfort, as I always have, from the many ways that many people are standing up and speaking out. One of my favorite pieces of text this year is from Clarissa Pinkola Estes:

"One of the most calming and powerful actions you can do to intervene in a stormy world is to stand up and show your soul. Soul on deck shines like gold in dark times. The light of the soul throws sparks, can send up flares, builds signal fires, causes proper matters to catch fire. To display the lantern of soul in shadowy times like these - to be fierce and to show mercy toward others; both are acts of immense bravery and greatest necessity.

 

Struggling souls catch light from other souls who are fully lit and willing to show it. If you would help to calm the tumult, this is one of the strongest things you can do.

There will always be times when you feel discouraged. I too have felt despair many times in my life, but I do not keep a chair for it. I will not entertain it. It is not allowed to eat from my plate.

 

The reason is this: In my uttermost bones I know something, as do you. It is that there can be no despair when you remember why you came to Earth, who you serve, and who sent you here. The good words we say and the good deeds we do are not ours. They are the words and deeds of the One who brought us here. In that spirit, I hope you will write this on your wall: When a great ship is in harbor and moored, it is safe, there can be no doubt. But that is not what great ships are built for."

I am heartened to see all the souls on deck. The people who are working and prodding and speaking and marching. The people who are knitting and cooking and writing and singing. Who are calling and writing and voting. The people who are making the world that they want. They do not keep a chair for despair.

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Travel. A definite perk of store ownership is travel for business, this year to Phoenix for the Craft & Hobby trade show, to New York for the Stationery Show, and to Portland and Chicago for the Renegade Craft fairs. 

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Plus the usual jaunts to enjoy the indie retail scene in Milwaukee and a long overdue trip to the Twin Cities. Along the way, we take our usual busman's holidays and check out the product mix and merchandising of all the stores we can find. We particularly enjoyed Frances in Phoenix and an amazing collection of brick & mortar stores in Portland (Collage, Frock Boutique, Noun, Tiny Llama, Little Otsu, Flutter, Tender Loving Empire and Crafty Wonderland to name a few) that gave us hope for the future of retail.

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We also enjoyed the Portlandia Mermaid Parade.

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Everywhere we go, Sachi has her little notebook and she jots down sketches and ideas for new products.



Sachi on a roll. Speaking of Sachi, she started out the new year with four new holiday card designs (knowing she would be too busy during the actual holiday season to get some done) and has been non stop ever since. 

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I count about 24 new drawings/paintings that ended up on cards, tote bags, t-shirts, onesies and more.

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She taught several workshops at area libraries and has lately been doing a lot of stitching, inspired by a workshop at The Regal Find. She just finished up a Valentine card and is at the beginning of a zodiac series (Pisces, Aquarius and Gemini were the first to print). Oh, and making a Mother's Day card.

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Laura just trying to catch up. Most of my work for the shop seems to have been computer-based this year. I have several different files going in PhotoShop for various prints and cards. Not to mention the finishing touches on Sachi's designs to get them print-ready. Also, taking existing designs and putting them on different products. Some things made it out of the computer to the print shop but there are some big ones that still need some work. I managed about 14 brand new designs plus re-working of many others. Rumbling around for the coming year: snippets of blue skies in print form, Madison notebooks, a couple new Madison/Wisconsin prints including (maybe) a palmistry hand and a bandana pattern. It was a particular thrill this year to have my original Wisconstellations t-shirt worn by an actor in Forward Theater's production of I & You. The play was amazing and I was only distracted a few times by the happiness of seeing my shirt on stage.

also distracted with outside inspiration. The first half of the year was a lot of hard work that wasn't particularly interesting as we switched over to a new computer system. At least as far as customers and part-timers are concerned, the transition hopefully hasn't been too painful or even noticeable, with the exception of the added second register. I'm still adjusting to the discrepancy between salesperson over-promising and software developers under-delivering. Hoping for more progress in the new year. But by May I was ready to be done, or at least add a little more creativity to my days. It seems to be a chronic concern of artists that making their creativity their business will somehow suck all the joy out of it. I wouldn't necessarily agree with that assessment, but it does require some effort on one's part - to be able to recognize the things that are taking joy away and swapping them out. For my part, interacting with customers and trying to think of new directions and products for the store has been great fuel for the creative fire. While the rest of the year didn't exactly lack for work, I was able to add in a little more fun and creativity: our annual trip to Point Beach for some reading and rock collecting

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and the inspiration of the John Michael Kohler Art Center and the Wonderland exhibit at the Paine Art Center in Oshkosh.

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There were art workshops in the latter part of the year: random marks and paste papers at Whispering Woodlands

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and a collage mandala class at Wet Paint. I also participated in a group tarot card project

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and tried my hand at screenprinting with the amazing Lesley Numbers during her artist residency at the Bubbler.

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I got totally distracted by tarot cards and ended up making a whole book of assorted tarot card collages.

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Oh, and Anthology hosted Kelly Kilmer for an evening class. Plus I took an online workshop from Mary Ann Moss. So far, all the art projects that have spun off these various classes have not yielded product for the store so I'm feeling a little guilty about that. But also confident that things are brewing up in this cluttered brain. Somehow they'll all work out. I would like to do a series of Madison collages but nothing quite seems to gel. Perhaps in 2018.

New & Good. Every year, I look back and marvel at all the new things we found. The Stationery Show in New York was particularly fruitful as we added more journals, note cards, letter sets and other goods. We found a new distributor of Japanese goods so we've added more washi tape and other such lovelies.

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Other new goods include painted prints from Portland, tea towels and party trays from Milwaukee, t-shirts from Michigan, rubber stamps from San Francisco, embroidery kits from Portland, Ron Swanson earrings from Michigan, washi paper earrings from Madison, enamel pins from Chicago. Of course many of our existing artists kept coming up with new goods for the shop. Possibly new in 2018 - the Wisconsin/Michigan version from the artist who brought us Wisconsin/Minnesota hugging. I am starting to come to terms with the reality that we can't always carry all the things we've ever had over the history of the store. But, hey, stickers! You have no idea how happy our inner children are that stickers are going so strong. We've been making our own designs into stickers, but also enjoying the cat cupcake and smash the patriarchy variations.

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And speaking of smashing the patriarchy, we were impressed by all the artists at the Stationery Show who had expanded their lines to give voice to their political concerns. We've long believed that it is disingenuous for a business to say it is neutral - if you look closely enough at where they spend their money and time, there's nothing neutral about any of our lives. I think we can be truthful about our beliefs and motivations AND find common ground. The result has been a burst of fund-raising for various non-profits, including Planned Parenthood and Wisconsin Alliance for Women's Health, by way of women artist selling prints, totes and cards.

10 years. (!) This coming March will be Anthology's 10th birthday. Wow! Time flies. We have been working for several months on various aspects of our birthday celebrations. Of course it doesn't only last that day, or week, or even month. We were accepted to a show at the Central Library on the third floor for June and July. We're thinking a Night Light is a good birthday party as well. So right now the plan is small(ish) celebration for the birthday weekend in store. Cake, of course. And then some more partying in June with our art opening. I have several different ideas in mind but so far the work that is done includes the Laura and Sachi pieces for the exhibit (the title of the show is "Line and Color are Sisters" and will include a little compare/contrast between the two of us).

 

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I have also, after many printed drafts, finalized our poster.  Sachi and I are still discussing reworked logo/bags for the occasion. I had a vague idea about making a Blurb magazine but I am not entirely sure that is going to happen. I do love Blurb, there's just so many pictures to sift through. No matter the product, you can be sure that there will be lots of celebrating.

looking ahead. It always seems like I can never have predicted all that happened in a year but we're looking forward to more inspiration and seeing how the makers of the world lead us to new distractions and creativity. Sachi's been doing a lot more with watercolor and goache and I expect we will see more embroidered flowers and other stitches.

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I've already signed up for an online class called An Artist's Study, whereby we pick an artist (I picked Maira Kalman) and work their inspiration into our own journal. First I have to finish sifting through the collage ephemera. It's been in a bit of disarray for a while, to the point where I am wasting too much time looking for one particular image, so I dumped out some bins and have taken over the living room floor. Hoping I can get that done before the new year. It could be a late new year's eve.

As ever, we are so thankful for our customers, artists and fans. You warm our hearts with your support and encouragement and for all the ways you are at work to inspire creativity in the world. May your new year be filled with joy!

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holiday greetings and the year in review

My holiday year for the last several years has consisted of one page, double sided, single spaced, narrow margins, with paragraphs of different aspects of the year (such as travel & work), broken up by quotations. But this year, when I started to think about sitting down to write (what starts out as four pages and has to be edited down to two), I just couldn't do it. I have a vague idea that in 2018 my plan is to work smarter, not harder but everyone has so far questioned whether or not I can actually stick to such an intention. In any event, the lazy version of my holiday letter ended up being an 11 x 17 piece of paper, cut in a meandering accordion fold and folding up into a book that was 2.75" wide and 4.25" tall. It was a bit of a challenge in terms of page layout and photo-selection, but I still think it was less work than the other way. And, yes, I overlooked a typo. Perfection is overrated, right? Who knows how I'll possibly follow this up next year. Anyway, since I've been so remiss in blogging, here, in brief, a summary of the year via my holiday letter. I have good intentions of rounding out the end of the year with a better summary of the store accomplishments. There's still time. You'll just have to imagine the accordion fold, but I do recommend looking up single-page accordion-fold books. There are more structures than you'd imagine.

 

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I also included some poems in the letter as there are two in particular that have been touchstones for me this year, plus the hymn that often pops into my head when discussion of "America First" arises.
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Take What You Need

HI know, I know, I've been gone so long. I haven't quite been reduced to 140 characters yet, but I guess we've been spending more time over on Instagram. I had a vague idea that the second half of the year would be slightly less work than the first half of the year. My new vague idea is that next year is going to be about working smarter rather than working harder. We'll see how that goes. I did get to take a couple art workshops this year so that has been a nice treat. Of all people, I feel like I shouldn't have to sign up for an art class in order to block off the time to create. But there's a big difference between two hours at night and two full days in a row over a weekend.

I have lost count of the number of new cards that Sachi came out with this year. She has been VERY busy. Sibling rivalry propels me to try and keep up. Then I look at the photos and it looks suspiciously like Sachi is making products for the store while I am dilly dallying around with collage. Sachi has five new holiday cards that are available singly and boxed, not to mention an assortment of every day and other occasion cards.

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I have this vague idea that someday there will be Madison-related collages that turn into... something... cards? prints? But for now, not so much. After one card in a group tarot show, I ended up making a collage book of tarot - not the whole deck... yet....

 

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I did make some new postcards inspired by our trip to Portland. Portland! What a wonderful trip that was. We were inspired by brick & mortar retail and have both been creating Madison/Midwest images that spun off from the PDX/Pacific Northwest items that we saw while away.

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Oh, and Sachi made this amazing diorama of the store. So incredible! This is our holiday postcard and if you'd like a copy for yourself, please feel free to email us at Anthology@tds.net with your mailing address.


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Last but definitely not least, because who doesn't need a project in the busiest time of the year: our take what you need flyer. I made this hand-lettered flyer for our library residency a few years ago. I had it posted in the library and enjoyed conversations with people about what they took. I was particularly interested to see what was left. Love was usually one of the first to go, the high road one of the last. Occasionally we post these outside our door on State Street and I was thinking - in the midst of Thanksgiving and stress about what the President and Congress could possibly do next to undermine the ideals of this nation - that it would be a fine thing to post them for the rest of the year.... which led to a customer calling me to ask if she could purchase them.... which eventually led to me thinking that sharing this widely, and freely, is probably the best thing for this time of year.... which then made me wonder if we could post these in all 50 states. Perhaps by the end of the year is ambitious, but I am willing to set high goals and adjust them later if needed.

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So, we'd love it if you'd play along. Here's the link for the file. We'd love it if you would download, print and post... and then snap a picture and tag us on Facebook or Instagram @Anthology218. #takewhatyouneed.

Hope you get everything you need this holiday season!