Craft fair afterthoughts

Now it's time to share my thoughts I think. Well, here goes nothing...

It was amazing! I've met many like-minded people, who not only appreciated by work but also me as a person. Eye-opening for real! I often ponder if I'm not shunned by people for my strangeness. There, I felt right at home. It felt nice to be a part of something. It felt nice when people talked to me. I always thought I don't like to communicate. Well, lo a behold, all it takes is the right person. Or people in this case.

I met a few people I invited personally and they were a joy to meet there!  

I met a few people I invited personally and they were a joy to meet there! They even decided to support my small business, and I am so grateful for that. My mom already sent a portion of my earnings to a cat shelter in Ostrava called Kočka pro Tebe on my behalf. It was my plan from the beginning to send some of the money there for their amazing and important work. I highly encourage any animal lovers on this site to support them financially or materially if you have the means to (of course there is no pressure, just thought I'll do some good with this post).

There was however one person that stood out the most.  

And of course I cannot forget the new faces I got to meet. From starting out artists going to art highschools for the first time to people who are artists themselves, to kids who simply appreciated the look of the stuff I made, all the way to those who stopped by to tell a few kind words, it was all simply perfect. There was however one person that stood out the most. A fellow author, Danuta Mendroková. I was actually so lucky I got her poetry book as a gift. At that time, I didn't even know we shared a lot of similiar struggles in life. Of course, I did a book exchange with her and made sure I gave her one of the copies of my book as well. Hope you liked it, if you're reading this!

It covers the small joys of life and the deep ends of it as well when battling depression.  

The book itself is actually so important. Its name is Radosti a strasti lidské duše, and is very impactful when you read it. It covers the small joys of life and the deep ends of it as well when battling depression. This poetry collection does its best to destigmatize the need to reach out for help, as well as the mental struggle itself. The author also was so brave she decided to not write undera pseudonym like I do. For that, I admire her. I could never. The essential part of my mental battle makes me unable to do so for now. Still, at least I chose my name based on something very meaningful to me. Because I have not told you yet the real meaning behind my pseudonym fully. But today I feel like it's time I spill it.

The real reason my name is Stella Moon is rather sad.  

The real reason my name is Stella Moon is rather sad. So if you don't want to hear it, I am okay with that completely. Just don't read further.

My reason is simple. I love korean pop music. I love the songs, I love the vibe, I like some of the idols as well. Some of them I look upto. I know the dark side of it as well, the struggles, the bussiness, the pressure. That's why I will never stop mourning those from K-pop who left forever. In my case, I was completely devastated everytime I learned about someone who took their life. But for me, the most painful was death of Moonbin from Astro. Starting to see the reasoning?