Coinage
Some more of my torch fired enamel
These sold before I could get a decent picture.
I was making double headed baubles for awhile last year.
I suppose I ought to take it up again. I made them on copper so they were more bendy.
Some of the Ukrainian relic bits from CoolVintage.
Simple design. I decided to keep them for myself
These deserved more than a scanner photo.
Some of the vintage tin from Sushipot
All about the crustage
Some more simple designs for the farmers market.
I got those amber cubes at the gem show many years ago
So much fun using my own Kim-ponents
Way to broaden ones stash... make it yourself.
I made these back in AZ
Time to highlight them on Etsy now that I got some better photos of them.
That hindered me for the longest time with Etsy.
I didn't feel that my photos were enough up to snuff.
A little bit of Maine mussel inspiration.
Those are my roots you know.
I was born on an island called Mt. Desert Island
Now I live in both the mountains and the desert far from any ocean.
Etsy bound as well
My newest necklace. That focal bead lingered in my shop for way too long. I took it out and etched it.
ha ha... so there!
That turquoise one was from a necklace that belonged to my mother. I didn't realize it wasn't center drilled until I went to use it.
Anyone care to help me name this one?
So I wait for a sunny, not windy window of time in which to photograph my stuff.
I set up on the deck of the Garaj Mahal.
As I'm photographing these squished crystal shaped raku frit beads I have to take them off of the wire for this shot
Then one bounces out of my hand and slips through the deck to the gravel down below.
Why did it have to be the most gravel colored bead of the whole photo shoot?
Ah, I spotted it!
Always the blogger I have to document this for you all.
On my way back up the stairs I trip banging my knee so badly that I see stars.
My camera goes flying out of my hand and bangs against the stairs as well.
Limping and yowling I hobble back to the kitchen to get an ice pack.
A bewildered husband that is weed-whacking doesn't understand what's going on.
I'm still nearly fainting and feeling like I may puke.
I explain..."hit knee... camera got banged up .... feel faint"
He decided to see if the camera still is operational.
I'm not near as pathetic as I look here, it's just that the grass felt good and I wanted to lie down for a spell. See the icepack on my knee.
I might have a small bruise that's all.
OK, I'm a bit of a pain wimp.
Back to the photo shoot.
I guess it's OK for me to do shiny sometimes, right?
Oohh, looky looky, how about those colors, hmmmm?
See how they match the rock?
So what do you think of this idea? kind of bead caps or bead cloaks or domes.
You can see how I used one in the mussel necklace
I have a few of these that I'm ready to list.
The drops were torched onto the crude steel filigree after I shaped it.
These are admittedly kind of weird colors.
I was looking at this plant in my flower basket that had reddish brown leaves and yellow flowers.
I like to try some unusual combinations sometimes. Yellow is so hard for me.
But I used to not like orange either... remember?
I think I may have showed you this before...
but not against this stone
I haven't made many headpins in awhile.
This is some new glass and it's just one color!
It's call Lichen.
this is also just one color called Calico.
Did you know headpins with out a 'd' is heapins?
I need to make heapins more
Shiny shiny lentil sets.
These will turn into my more classic simple "just the lampwork bead ma'am"
earrings most likely.
Not everyone is crazy about doodads and assemblage earrings.
Some folks just can't wear long earrings either.
( where's the fun in that, I ask you?)
And to balance out my aforementioned wimpeydom
I'll give you some shots from "back in the day"
This is the Jones Homestead before it got all "blowed up"
Mind you this photo was taken 30 years after I lived there.
I did have a dog once... along time ago
but I relinquished her in a breakup.
She went with the truck.
Puna was a golden retriever/sled dog mix with blue eyes
I had upgraded to a rental by the time this pic was taken in '78
It had propane lights and a propane cookstove.
Moving up!
And these were the boys I was hanging out with.
We never seen the like back in New England where I was from.
Yeah, badass uh huh!
More badassedness
here if you like these kind of stories from my past.