Copper is fun!

I decided to change this . . .

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to this.

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I wasn’t happy with the way this pendant looked with the silver-filled chain. They just didn’t go together. I swapped the chain out for a hand-dyed silk string that matched the copper tones of some of the beads in the pendant. This piece just looks so much more vibrant to me now.

I also got wrap happy and made some wonderful wire wrapped bracelets. In two of the bracelets I include honey bee paper beads. I oxidized some copper wire and used that to make the wire wrapped chain in the bracelets. I really like these and had so much fun working with copper again!

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I thought these looked neat together.

Is disco dead?

20070822_fg19Remember these days? Fortunately I don’t. But I know that they existed.

I made a necklace yesterday that resembled the roller disco era (lol). I like the necklace, but it does look very “that 70s.” It’s a ladder design with two peyote tubes and one of my paper beads. I wanted to create the peyote tubes with colors that reflected the paper bead. Humorously, the colors also brought up memories from my past life as a roller disco queen.

The tubes are connected to an antiqued, gold-plated ladder chain. I had fun making this piece and had more fun laughing at the images it conjured up in my mind. Disco balls, rainbow legwarmers, chunky roller skates, feathered hair, shiny shirts . . . .

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On a serious note:
Below is a necklace I finished a few days ago. I used peyote stitch to capture this stone. The stone was a difficult shape to capture with bead weaving, but I had fun trying. I kept the colors neutral and opted for a metal chain (same chain I used above), rather than a beaded chain.

Thanks for visiting!

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New “about me.”

I recently updated my “about page” on Etsy. I didn’t like the one that I had. It didn’t really represent why I started making jewelry. I avoided the truth, and while I didn’t lie, I tried to sugar coat who I was and what it was that motivated me to create. I was trying to be a hip Etsy seller and compromised a little on my story. I like my new about page a lot more now, and I even added some pictures. What motivates you to create?

Check out my story here. Thanks for stopping by!

 

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The humble, beautiful surroundings of my native home motivate me to create.

Easter and other written wordaerobics.

I was reading some bios on the freebie jewelry projects I get from an online blog and was turned off by how heavy it was with artist self-aggrandizement.

“I like an urban tribal look. As manufacturers started coming out with more and more interesting materials and chains, I responded and started incorporating them into my seed bead work. As an art form, there is a very feminine aspect to Steampunk, as well. Even with the growing interest in Gothic and vampiric ephemera, Steampunk is there in the shadows — no pun intended!”

Bla bla, bla bla, bla. And what the bleepety bleep is “urban tribal?” (Yeah, yeah, I know, and what the hell is bleepety bleep?) And this person’s jewelry prices are in the hundreds, upwards of six hundred dollars, to be exact. Six hundred? Am I missing something? Beadwoven Steampunk jewelry? Hey, I like Steampunk jewelry. But get real! Are you paying for the name? I like my name, but it ain’t that special!

I solemnly swear, and everyone who reads this post is my witness, that I will never get so freakishly serious about my craft that I feel the need to convince people that my jewelry is so special, I have to charge so much that you feel like a Hollywood celebrity when you wear it. I charge what the piece is worth, plus a little extra for my time. If you buy it, then that tells me that you like it, and that’s good enough for me.

On a different note, happy Easter! Despite all the political craziness and all the militant PC’s out there trying to bust everything worth celebrating, I still call it Easter. So, happy Easter!

I celebrated by creating this very, complex, wire-wrapped piece that incorporates new-found objects in the shape of bunny rabbits and glass beads. I feed my need to bead by mixing my metals, which I consider to be a fascinating technique that requires a refined crafting palette in order so as never to mix the wrong two metals with the wrong new-found objects. (Ha, ha, couldn’t help myself.)

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I used silver-plated pewter bunnies,

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freshwater pearls,

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sterling silver,

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czech glass beads,

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silver beads, and a sterling silver lobster clasp.

Hello Spring!

I’ve been incognito this winter, especially when it comes to posting on this blog. I lost whatever motivation I had to blog sometime in December when I just felt that nothing I had to blog about was really that important. Besides, who would miss me? I’m just another dot floating around in cyber space, right? This blog was an afterthought, one of those, “It’s good to have a blog to drive people to your other sites so you can make money.” Well, let me be honest and admit that my blog is not necessarily a money maker. But that’s obvious.

I see posted everywhere on the interweb people who boast that they love what they do and it’s not about the money. I love making jewelry, but what’s the point of making stuff if it just sits there collecting dust? I want people to love my stuff, too. Besides, I have a huge phobia of hording. Collecting stuff that you find useful and eventually use is one thing. Collecting stuff because you couldn’t pass it up but you don’t have a clue of what to do with it, so you just leave it somewhere and then eventually have to buy storage sheds to keep all the useless stuff; very frightening.

I also hit a creative brick wall. It happened when I was happily hammering some wire for a few bangles. I think I hammered for a total of ten minutes, cumulatively, when the downstairs neighbor came a knockin’ and I opened the door to find a guy shaking like he was just about to be confronted by a prison gang. This is an awful way to explain it, but it’s true. He couldn’t quite get out why he knocked on my door, so I brought it out for him, kindly. I apologized for the noise, assured him that I was wrapping things up, and told him I would try to control the noise in the future. The problem was, I thought I was controlling the noise, as I had chosen a good spot on a surface that would muffle the sound. Apparently not. I also always make it a point not to hammer after 6 p.m. I’m hammering wire, though, so it’s more like I’m tinkering. I guess it can be loud. Continue reading