The real wealth of handmade

Posted by eleanor on June 25, 2016

The value of what I do along with the value of handmade in general have been weighing heavily on my mind lately. There is much talk of "educating" the public about its value despite being sometimes higher priced than mass produced stuff. I always felt a little icky about some of the pro handmade rhetoric in that it often seems defensive. Like it's not selling itself, but trying to justify itself. (Skilled labor, hours invested, environmentally conscious, etc.) But I had a conversation with someone this evening that gave me some new perspective. It started out with her complimenting my hair flower, and then my hand knitted wristband, and a skirt I rigged a decade ago, and so on. As we conversed I started to realize that everything I had on and with me had its own story. I felt afterwards not clothed and accessorized with material things but with stories and histories. It blew open the window for me on the true wealth and rare luxury of my handmade posessions and how they connected me with extraordinary people. And contrary to my self depricating assumption that these stories had to be tres-unusual and moving to be marketable, they really dont. My story is unique, but it's a visual one not fit for verbal sales pitches. Not everyone will "get" it. And I'm so done feeling bad about it. Those of you who "see" it and "get" it, consider yourself elite and posessing of sophisticated taste.