Where I come from, the first thing tourists flock to is the Mighty Columbia River. It’s large, its mighty, its historical, its…really really wet.
The second thing people flock to in my hometown is the highway, heading to Seattle or Portland.
Now, I’m all for small towns, especially when its your hometown.
Small towns have a kind of charm nothing can replicate. I love the
neighborhood barbecues and family-friendly block dance parties. And who
doesn’t love running into your sixth grade teacher at the Mexican
restaurant-you know, Taco del Familio-where she reminds you that your
paper on President Clinton is very over due.
However, life goes on. You meet a guy, you fall in love, you move
across the country and start a whole new life amongst millions of
strangers who don’t care about overdue middle school papers. They do
care, however, about what you wear and if you support the Yankees or
New York City is full of history, culture and beauty everywhere you
look. I could ramble on and on about such structures as Trinity Church,
The Chrysler Building, Central Park Zoo, Grand Central and even Time
Square-all the famous structures you see in every movie set in the city.
(Seriously. Ever notice how every apartment in a movie has a perfect
view of the Empire State Building? That building gets around!)
However there’s so much beauty in small ways, too. Places tourists
never think to notice. An old fashioned bronze mailbox in a corner of
Grand Central. The sea green foam on the Staten Island Ferry. Rows of
restored old brownstones on tree lined streets. Or seeing the face of
the person you love most in the world as he comes out of his office
building at the end of the day.
Ok, enough mushy! Sorry!
What I’ve learned from this city, in terms of my crafting and my art,
is to always include the unexpected detail. Find a way to add tiny
surprises and bits of charm-like simple peach beads and brown feathers on a sea shell wreath. Or tiny fairy charms amongst
fall foliage and acorns. It could be something as simple as a fun name
for your product, such as a wreath of daisies called Daisie Mae!
It is great when a customer looks at your product falls in love and
takes it home. Its an even better feeling when they return and say, “You
know, that wreath has been hanging in my dining room for six months and
I just now noticed that cute little charm on the left hand side! Its so
sweet, I fell in love all over again!”
New York is like that. At first, you’re taken up by the major glitz,
glam and lights! After a while, though, when the fascination begins to
ebb and the romance fades away. But when you take a second glance and
see all the tiny bits of charm, you fall in love all over again.
(Ahem and if you’d like to fall in love with a wreath, head over to my store! Lots to choose from, and more coming soon! http://marelladesigns.storenvy.com/ And they’re all hand made in New York; hang a bit of the Big Apple in your home!)