Think Spring!

If this doesnt just reek of Spring I dont know what does!  And Boy am I ready for it! We are supposed to get 10,000 inches of snow this week and Im sure they will still try to open the schools.  They send these kids come hell or high water... Bah! Let them stay home and play in the stuff!  Hubby went to store yesterday for provisions and I finished the snow essentials today with 3 bottles of wine and 2 bags of chocolate... Forget the damn bread and milk!  These are Necessities I tell you!!  Now we can all properly enjoy the snow!



the same...but different!

     remember the necklace I didnt want to give away to its rightful owner? Well, this is my version that I Do get to keep... and by keep, I mean just until the next art show.
     My husband panics everytime I say I'm keeping another piece I've made.  He is still convinced I can somehow make us rich on this "artist" gig. Poor delusional thing-  I didn't get rich on my legitimate career, how in the world would I do it now?  So Who Cares! Its fun and creative and...
     ...speaking of creative, my son brought home a paper he wrote that said "If I were a snowflake I would drive a motorcycle and watch lots of movies and make lots of movies."  so if anybody's gonna make us rich it's someone with That kind of stuff goin on in his brain!

Here's to Penny!

     I come from a very old tribe.  I dont mean they date back very far... I mean we are all damn old-  My parents had me late in life (Surprise!!) so all my cousins are older than me and I lost one of my favorites this week.  Penny never had kids of her own, so that made her especially indulgent in us!  She had this enormous hand bell collection that I absolutely Loved to play with... and she let me... for hours-  Woman was a saint... or partially deaf-  I used to spend the night and she would do my hair (and I did hers-) with Dippity Do... do you remember this stuff?  I dont think they even make it anymore. Today I saw one of her nieces wearing the add-a-pearl necklace she had gotten her and filled up over an obvious lifetime of love.  I had totally forgotten about the one Penny started for me.  It is buried in a jewelry box with all of my moms old jewelry and treasures.  I will have to get it out.
   So tonite raise a glass (or ring a bell!) to that special cousin or aunt of yours who made such a lasting impression.

dead-dog-tired

     I cant believe I got a single thing done today. I had five 12 year olds and my 7 year old at the house today for 5 hours... I could just about scream if I werent so damn tired-  they are all adhd, bipolar and have tourettes I think... but wonderful children just the same.  Ive had some wine-
     my hubby's in charge of our two monsters now and Im going to bed with a good book, where Im sure I will read the same paragraph 3 times before I pass the hell out-  goodnight gracie!

dr. seuss to the rescue!

     felt like crap for 2 days.  I havent spent all this money on vitamin C these last 6 months to get sick now- I Refuse!  I will beat this down! ...and in the meantime find the energy to make something funky.  I always call these pieces my Dr. Seuss necklaces.  they're wildly colorful, swirly and just not quite real.  I even made a bracelet too...woohoo!  oh!  that almost rhymes!...
     ...one bead, two beads, red beads, blue beads,
     nyquil cold meds make me dream beads-

 

hate to give this one up

got some wicked cool lampwork beads from leslie and made this for her.  she pays me in more wicked cool beads, but sometimes it's still hard to part with the final product... it's one of those "crap! wish that one would've been mine" moments-  I suppose I could always make another one-  hers is still better- bitch- hehe!

just in under the wire...kinda

     finished this one late last night and too tired to photograph it... over 100 wire wraps... lotsa swarovski crystal.  I loves me bling!  wire-wrapping is so repetative and theraputic... up to a point... then its just tiresome, your hand hurts, and you want the damn thing finished-
    an aside:  -so last night while Im working, my son says to me,"wouldn't it be cool to be shrunk, like in that movie... our TV would be like a Jumbotron!"...we need a new TV-

Not for Sale!

sometimes I make something I love so much, I can't fathom selling it... this is one of those days.  My friend Janet gave me the cool shell fossil pendant and I added labradorite, kianite, pirite, and some awesome lampwork.  I'm wearing it tonite to a potentially really boring dinner... maybe I will be surprised.

tonight its a quickie!

     too pooped today to do anything in the extreme sense of creativity... so a nice easy pair of earrings will be on the boards tonight.  I had a lady look at these and say, "Ooh!  I like that they don't match... but I don't know if I could wear them... Can you make me another pair just like them so I have options, because I just don't know if these Are Me or not?"  My knee-jerk reaction is to say, "Lady... if you like something... it's You.  Don't be scared of a pair of mismatched earrings.  There are bigger worries on the planet."
     instead I smile, make the earrings and then when I call... her number has been disconnected... Yea, I'm thinking mismatched earrings are the least of her concerns-

     a note on marriage:  on the way to school today, my son says, "Mom, marriage looks hard."  oh, the response options... "Well, son, it can be challenging", is what I went with.  he continues, "Yea, cuz what if they turn out Icky?... then you're just kinda stuck, huh?"  "Well," I tell him, "this is why you don't rush into these things.  Your dad and I dated for 6 years (not My idea-) before we got married."  "Yea," he says, "I might want to start looking soon-"  I may have a daughter-in-law by the time he's in third grade-

is organizing considered being creative??

     after photographing the necklace I made last night, instead of just putting the damn thing on my blog, I spent the majority of my day organizing pictures on the computer... and not just My pics... I had to do everybodys... my daughters (now That was informative!), my husbands, and even those of our 7 year old son... Thank God I didnt find too many pics of me.  I have exactly 2 photos that I will willingly allow "out there" for all to see; neither of which shows Anything below the neck-
     this compulsive photo-organizing behavior is the kind of thing that sucks away my time.  I could claim that I am at the mercy of my OCD tendencies... but the truth of the matter is, I believe I just lack directional thinking patterns.  As my father would say... my train of thought has no caboose-
     but the necklace is done-

beading every day

hoping to qualify my creative endeavors, I am holding myself accountable to create one new piece of artwork each and every day.  damn the laundry, the dishes and any other mundane household task that may stand in my way!  If anyone enters my home, at the ready to call in the national guard and have it declared a bonefide disaster zone; all I will have to do is say, "Yes, but would you just Look at this fabulous necklace I made this morning?!" and all wil be right with the world... My world anyway-