Just as there’s been precious little sewing until Sewing Camp, there has also been precious little beading going on. It’s only been in the past month or so I’ve been able to return to the beading table.
While I haven’t started any new projects, I have been able to finish some that have been “in the works” for quite a while.
I don’t usually tend to make things using identifiable or semi-precious stones, but these caught my eye. They are snowflake jasper I found at a lapidary shop.
I fiddled around, trying to figure out what to do with them; the irregular shapes were what attracted me, but didn’t make deciding on a finished project easy at all. I auditioned various accent colors, looking for something that would pop. The focals were interesting, but lacked zing.
The brooch was the first piece I finished. I liked the various magentas and pinks. Then I bezeled the other three cabs, but had no idea what to do with them. So they sat. Lost and forlorn, waiting for inspiration to strike. I wish I could take as long a holiday as inspiration took!
That said, inspiration finally returned, and I put the remaining three cabs together into a necklace. As a group, they remind me of something you might find in Victorian times. Dark, but not the total black of mourning. Maybe a little wicked. Maybe something Mr. Hyde would have given to his mistress. Maybe something she would have taken for herself.