In the last few years I have tended to shy away from sharing my personal self in my blog, even though what I do is very personal. Initially my blog was to document my journey into the Stitches and Craft Shows in Brisbane and Sydney in 2009, my preparations for the Incubator section of Indie crafters. This I did, happily sharing my progress about my products, my lead up to exhibiting. I remember trying to figure out what a blog even was..... But blog I did and it was fun. I sought out other bloggers who were preparing to exhibit at the S&C show too. I read their progress and where they were up too, I checked out what they did, not really ever feeling confident enough to leave a comment but checked back from time to time before the shows to see how they were progressing. I did end up leaving a few comments and I even met lots of them at the shows. All star struck I managed to blurt out......"I read your blog" I found lots of like minded crafters, amazing people and super funny and lovely blogs. Lots I still frequent and they make me smile. Beautiful humans that open their lives to share with the world. I remember reading Pips blog and vaguely her birthday wishes for her son, a little tribute. I remember thinking "wow, how cool, when he gets big enough he will be able to read that and see that, that's really, really cool." She inspired me to do similar for my two juniors Mr.Magoo and Miss Muffet. I played along in some blogging circles sharing "my creative space" and "my grateful" both places filled me with inspiration and admiration and a gratefulness I hope I can continually impart on my children and the people I connect with. I blogged about my kids and sometimes the Mr., thinking one day when they are grown up what a cool way for them to be able to know who they were and a lovely way to record events in their lives that we shared. My blogosphere was just lovely, a lovely place to hang, pop by and swing past reading, being inspired and immersing myself in indie goodness. Bliss and Blessed. Stuff happens. Nothing bad has happened but my perspective on what I would share altered with the explosion of social media. I became educated to cyber safety. All of a sudden, although it's been progressive over the last few years, everything is shareable, knowable, find-outable. Good, bad, ugly, lovely, real, unreal the whole lot and for me personally I have lots of social media yet I wanted to pare back, like a hermit crab backing into my shell. It's not I didn't want to share the same things I had previously shared but they almost became sacred to me and mine. I didn't want to over share. I share all of my happy place, my work, my art and sometimes that as an artist is massive, it's taken me a hugely long time to be able to say this is me,this is what I do, this is who am. I respect so many artists and humans that share their journeys on their blogs. It's big to put yourself out there. So currently I am a little too-nig and fro-ing, sometimes seriously chatting in myself in my head, and if you know me, you know that's very common, quite normal really. Share, not share, put myself out there more than I do, I don't know. Keep blogging, stop blogging and let's face it my blog is a little under loved currently...... this will actually be the most I've written in awhile. I am feeling the urge to share more of why I do what I do, not just what I do ......but in the mean time the voices in my head are currently telling me to get a cup of tea ..... I'll try to be back soon.