I am a maker deep down in my soul. I've tried to steer my career in the opposite direction of working for myself. And every time I end up unbalanced, feeling a little empty + with this incessant nagging in my gut. While all the "real" jobs I've had have been wonderful and prompted me to grow both intellectually, professionally + personally; there is nothing as satisfying as spending hours and days meandering through my tiny studio. The reward of both making + selling something I've dedicated time, energy + brain love is the constant that will keep propelling me forward.