The X-Files

The truth is out there, is a famous tagline from the series The X-Files. Well, it was famous when I was a kid, and if you don’t know it, google it. Maybe you just found something to binge-watch.

It kind of feels like that in my mind. I keep looking for the truth and that big proof that will assure me that Cherry Dear exists. It really is like an alien hidden out there, and I keep looking for it.

Lately, I had a few situations on the street and at the cashier in stores where I saw my pieces of jewellery on people. I was positively surprised and really proud that it is happening more and more. Recently, a client told me that the other day a random girl approached her with excitement and asked her if she was wearing a Cherry Dear necklace and complimented her.

It really is a nice feeling to see people wear stuff you made and being recognised. These situations should be some proof of my pieces living their lives in this world, right?

Despite these obvious proofs, I somehow think that nobody knows what I do or about Cherry Dear. I am just at the back in my studio smashing and melting that metal, and when I finish a piece, I just put it in the window and online, and that is where it ends.

That makes no sense because I keep buying materials to make jewellery not because I trade in silver, but because I actually make things with it. And I buy more because I don’t have any left in stock, which means I make new pieces with it because I sold the ones I made.

What do I think happens? People come to my studio, lie about how much they like the jewellery, decide to give me money for it, and then walk out and throw it away?

I don’t think I would like to be any other way. Maybe just 5% more confidence would be nice. But whatever happens in the future, I don’t think you will ever find me screaming about how amazing I am. I think healthy self-awareness and self-criticism are something that is lacking lately, and a lot of people could use some of it. But that is another topic.

I am grateful for the ability to be self-aware, but it is a fine line between being self-aware and being too hard on yourself.

For now, like every good detective trying to solve a case, I will be objective and accept the proof I have and admit that Cherry Dear has its fans.

The truth really is out there, you just have to look closely and accept it.