Everyday on the sidebar of my Facebook page, I get a little ad from "Quilting Club.""Join Quilting Club now!" "B'leevie Noodlebrains and Pushover McGulliblepants like Quilting Club." So what is Quilting Club? Is it a haven for misfit quilters like me? A refuge from the cruel world of judgmental quilters who just won't let me be ME? Nope. It's Craftsy.
Yep. Craftsy, which, if you are currently in a coma, is the online craft class store. Craftsy has a Facebook page under it's own name, but it also has this second, shadowy one which bugs the ever lovin' crap out of me. It has over 350,000 "likes" so far, though who knows how many of those have been purchased. And the one's that aren't - how many of them are thrilled to have all those Craftsy ads in their feed?
I actually like Craftsy (for realz, not the Facebook kind of like) (Do you like me? Or do you like like me? Or do you just Facebook like me?). But I don't like being marketed to like I'm an idiot. It sours me against something that I might actually like (like like) and want to purchase or shop from on its own merits. I hate the assumption that I'm so needy for inclusion and acceptance, that I will ostensibly join a club just because it has a cool name. And that I won't mind a bit when I discover - or maybe the assumption is that I'll never really get it - that it's all just a big advertisement.
I guess I expect this kind of thing from really big companies - be a part of the Pepsi Generation, y'all. But there's something naive in me that expects better out of fellow quilters and crafters. I cannot really do what I do (that is, make stuff) without shopping for the supplies I need to do it, so I'm always on the lookout for shops and classes and whatever else that fit what I need. So, I don't mind seeing ads on websites or in magazines, because that is how I generally learn about these businesses and what they sell. Hell, I have stuff to sell myself, and hopefully there will be more someday, but I hope that when I sell it, I'll have the balls to say, "Here are some things I made. Please consider buying them." And not, "Oooooh! Join my Super Awesome Maker Person Club!"
But of course, now that I've bitched so much about the damn things, I am forced to admit that I have always wanted to start my own club/guild/loose affiliation. Particularly since I hate clubs and organizations and tend to run screaming from any attempt to make me a part of any group whatsoever. So my club is for people who hate clubs, who hate labeling their quilting with a particular style, and for people who prefer their marketing to be more straightforward and less bait-and-switchy. So you can all join my club by buying my stuff and then we don't have to have anything to do with each other ever again!
But unlike other "clubs," which only try to sell you stuff and then pretend they're offering you new content by basically just linking to stuff all the time, my club will offer all-new content, which is basically just me saying my normal shit. But in a clubby way! Plus, my club is also representative of a completely new movement in the quilting world. Yes, there is one. Trust me. I should know; I made it up. So, please stop back here next week, when I hope to reveal the name of my club/guild/loose affiliation, as well as the manifesto (every loose affiliation should have one) as well as the super-awesome logo I just drew this morning, which may almost certainly become a tattoo on some part of my person and will definitely be a t-shirt in my Cafe Press shop. But this is NOT about selling t-shirts. This is about all of us who do not know each other and probably want nothing to do with each other in real life coming together to bitch about stuff and make cool shit. A movement, if you will.
And you will, oh yes. you will. Because that thing I drew this morning just fucking ROCKS.