This is a a little late. But still worthy of a post.
I mentioned Mary Ann Carroll before and how we had some kind of a mind meld. Well, I recently stole the opportunity to create actual whole pieces of jewelry with some of the chains and beads that complimented each other so well.
And there's more. So many more with so few sun lit hours to photograph.
I put all my planned components into baggies with their clasps, wire, cording etc. I then filled a box with these baggies and climbed into bed at 9pm each night for 3 weeks. I subscribed to netflicks (our local movie rental place went out of business) which has instant access to all sorts of tv shows from satellite channels we do not subscribe to, like hbo. I happened upon Spartacus and was sucked in. For 3 Weeks!
It was so hedonistic, I indulged in jewelry making and watching a show I know my mama wouldn't approve of, in bed, early in the evening for 3 weeks. Snacks were involved. It was awesome. I am looking forward to when I can do it again.
Maybe with the Tudors.
Anyway, most of what I created is heavy, a little dark and super sexy.
Mary Ann was kind enough to ask me if I was interested in an interview for the Beads of Clay Blog and I was like "Heck yeah. I totally love to talk about myself."
Cause I know you all love a peek behind the green curtain. ;)
And finally The Cuteness herself;
She loves her Grammy's garden. Loves flowers of all kinds. Demands that I cut her roses from the rose bushes and place them in a crystal vase next to her bed. She's 5. How does this happen? The diva like behavior? What is touching is she actually cries when the flowers die. She can't stand it, she doesn't understand why something so beautiful has to go away. I guess I don't either.
Is it so we can teach our selves to stop and appreciate the fleeting beauty in our lives?
To prepare ourselves for the passing of all things our eyes behold, the specialness that can be gone so quickly?