After spending what felt like forever on the kaliedocycle, I needed a beady palate cleanser.
Something simple which didn’t require too much thinking.
Crescent beads and a newly arrived package of two-holed cabochon beads were just the ticket.
Of course, me being me, I had to try a completely different thread path for the second bracelet, to see if it would assemble differently. It did.
Not better. Not worse. Just different. Now I’ve a mind to try the same basic design with a few modifications, and see if I can’t get an sine wave going. That could be fun.
I don’t know why, this brooch reminds me of something that should be on a uniform. Perhaps a uniform worn by one of the riders of Lipizzaner dressage horses of Vienna.
It catches the eye. The druzy stone at the bottom is hollow, with a crystallized center that goes all the way through. What isn’t visible, is that on the back the encapsulating bezel lets the light through – there’s a beaded frame surrounding the opening.
The horse is a carved bone bead. The accenting embroidery is a mix of steel crystals and cobalt beads of various shapes and sizes. I fussed for ages with how to join the two pieces. In the end, simple is better.
Sometimes, it takes a while before components come together. I blogged about Ursa Major quite some time ago, but wasn’t at all sure what it would become.
A brooch didn’t seem right. It was too long for a necklace (or so I thought). Than was until I said those very words, “It’s too long for a necklace” to someone, who replied “Not for me!”
Which got me to thinking… I use my body type as the basis for sizing jewelry, and not everyone is my size (aka bird bones). Some people are larger. Some smaller. Was this tunnel sizing doing a disservice to the beads?
Those three words, “Not for me!”, was all it took.
Ursa Major was finished!
This Madonna is ready to kick up her heels. In fact, I think she has red nailpolish on her toeses. She’s a Beatles Madonna!
The cabochon is dichroic glass from Weir Glass Studio The face is carved bone, though not ivory.
The beads are, well, all different sorts. Seed. Nugget. Triangle. Crystal. Bugle. Probably something in between too! I had a lot of fun creating her. The most I’ve smiled in a long time.
She’s one crazy lady!
Carolina, with every color under the rainbow. Or very near to it.
A necklace with paper collage and beaded surround. She’s been just the bright and lively ticket to chase away the doldrums.
She smiles. She twinkles. I bet she even has a secret she’s not sharing.
Every time I look at this necklace, I think it needs to be worn by a gentrified lady wearing hoop skirts in the drawing room of a long-ago plantation.
Must be something about the colors. Or the hair style.
A Day of the Dead cameo beaded round in pink, peach and gold, strung with champagne pearls and bi-colored crystals. There are even gold beads, just because.
Sweet enough to eat. But I wouldn’t. You might break a tooth.
Another Day of the Dead image immortalized with a glass cabochon. Also another foray into expanding my color palette, as I am not at all a pink person.
The skull is highlighted with bits of sparkle, then encased under glass. The surrounding beads are a mix of 8°, 11° and 15°.
To keep the necklace from becoming totally saccharine, there’s a baby blue picot around the focal.
This piece was shouting loud and clear that it did not want to be a brooch. So, necklace it is.
For continuity I used the same beads in the strand as are in the bezel. A few hand-formed pink links allow for adjust-ability. The whole is back with a Southwestern faux leather.