Every once in a while past endeavors come back to haunt us. Usually they are things we choose not to remember. But occasionally the memories can be not only pleasant but absolutely joyous. Today’s email brought me that joy.
For all of the 80’s and early 90’s I made handcrafted artisan miniatures and travelled to several shows each year. I had to quit in the 90’s when my hands would no longer allow me to do the delicate work.
I’ve missed my friends and many customers but moved on to other pursuits. But this morning I received the following email which boosted my mood and literally made my week.
I’ve been digging around for a path to contact you. If you are the miniature maker from years ago, I wanted to find out if you still had any interesting pieces around.
I must have purchased a piece that you made back in the 1980s or 1990s, and I just wanted to see if you still had some items available.
I stopped collecting a few years ago and sold off almost my entire collection. I kept one piece of yours, and I want to use it in a shadow box.
Please let me know if you still have some pieces to sell.
I responded with a thank you and regrets that I have sold all my stock and am no longer working. Her answer back almost made me cry with pride.
Your work was some of the most exquisite miniature work that I owned. It is impossible to find anything like it today, and I regret selling any of the other pieces I had. I think I might have had a bench and perhaps a chair, but my memory is gone and unless it’s in front of me, it’s so hard to remember.
This piece is unbelievable, with all moving drawers. I love the functionality and the color and its entire delicate nature.
I’m sorry you are no longer creating these incredible pieces. Your talent is truly a gift.
Thank you for bringing this joy into my life on a daily basis.