Longing for things that reflect a certain kind of slowness…

I’m reading The Art of Mending by Elizabeth Berg Here is a quote from it:

“I make my living as a quilt artist, and for the most part the work I do is commissioned. I charge a hundred and fifty dollars a square foot, not without guilt. But I have whole days when I stand at my design board moving pieces of fabric around, and I don’t sew a stitch. Then something clicks, and I hit the machine. The money I charge pays for the thinking time too; I explain this to my clients. And people do pay it, willingly–I have more clients than I can handle. The wait for a finished quilt is four to six months, but people don’t seem to mind that, either. I think there is a longing for things that reflect a certain kind of slowness; perhaps the pendulum is beginning its inevitable swing back. I’ll be glad if it does.”

Ahh, I love so many parts of this quote. I don’t even know where to start. The occupation is variable, but the principle to those who practice art is universal. In a fast paced virtual world, it is often hard to value time. At least it being slow as good. Art is a process and a dance between the artist and the art. It’s beautiful as it takes shape. It excites us to see the end product and something that we don’t rush.

This is something that our clients know and value as we create their images and albums. The time is part of the process and adds to the excitement and value of the piece.