Finessing Those Details

It's official: I have a space at the Alternative Church Market in November. After meeting with the organizer of the charity event, I learned I'll be given a 30" x 70" table and "some floor space". No formal booth space is planned for any of the artists participating. It's going to be first come, first served. They take into account how much space we think we need, and how much is currently available, and then I guess we'll have to make it work. I'm planning a flexible display so I won't have a freak-out moment when I get there and find that whatever I had my heart set on won't fit my final allotment. Been there, done that!

I painted the hideous mirror frame that Marble Man found at the yard sale last weekend and it looks FAB-U-lous (as I knew it would)! The foamcore insert is almost done: cut to shape, covered with a piece of flannel, and then black velvet. I'm attaching some pretty teal ribbon at regular interval which the earring cards will hang from. That should look neater than pinning the cards to the velvet.

from ugly duckling

to swan

ribbon pinned in place (to be sewn down)



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This morning I spent redesigning my earring cards, which were VEEeeerrrrry boring. I thought, "How fun would it be for a drawing of a woman's face to 'wear' the earrings?" I dug out my sketch pad and found a drawing which would work, made up a neat WORD document, and printed them out.

pencil drawings done last year

translated to a new application

I decided to use three different pictures so that it wouldn't look overwhelming to have 50-100 of the same image repeating across a wall. It'd be like looking through a fly's eyes!

I think they are really gorgeous , and can't believe it took me so long to design something like them before now. Let me know what you think: be honest now! Imagine walking into a space and being faced with a wall of these faces looking out at you. Do you think it will be too much? I'm hoping not - since I've already converted my inventory over to them! But, if the consensus is that it will be overkill, I can change them back.

Beads Coming Together Beautifully

I've been having fun this weekend. Marble Man made sure I got some quality studio time today and look what my muse has inspired!

Gold yellow petal beads are tinged with a hint of blue and green

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Swarovski crystal teardrops in a gorgeous sky blue

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Pink glass petal beads surround tangerine Czech fire-polished crystals

These are so much fun to make that I'm going to make lots more.

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On another note, I've gotta get moving! I just learned I'll have a space at a Church charity sale in town during November. I'm not sure how big the space is, but I do know they are providing me with one table. So, some creative thinking is in order to come up with a good way to display jewelry. I've been told I can use a few of my 2' x 6' grid panel to make a standing screen. And at a yard sale today, Marble Man found the greatest framed mirror! I removed the mirror, will paint the wood frame a nice burnished gold color, and then fill the frame with a velvet-covered board for pinning up earrings.

I'll keep you posted on booth design progress. And if any of you have suggestions: please pass them along - don't keep 'em to yourself!

Thanks.

Politicians are all the same...?

Welcome to the Theater of The Absurd. This arrived in an email today and gave me a good giggle. Then I was shaking my head in disbelief. "Huh? Is this guy really serious?" Then I googled it and found it was the comedy duo, John Clarke and Bryan Dawe. OK, now that we know it's a comedy routine, we can enjoy!

Thanks to everyone who has participated in the giveaway contest so far. For those who haven't, but still want to, it's not too late to enter.

Another Giveaway

On Saturday, August 9th, I'm being featured on the blog, Handmade Showcase , which includes an earring giveaway. There are contest rules which you can find there (the drawing will take place on August 23rd at midnight). Please do participate in the contest - I want these little beauties to go to a loving home.

Materials:

Stacked vintage frosted white and lavender Lucite flower beads
Stacked antiqued brass bead caps
Swarovski crystals and sugalite rondelles
**Antiqued brass ear wires - will change to gold-filled if desired

Retail value $17.50

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This week my time was consumed with retaking a bunch of photos with my spiffy new light box. I've found that black poster board makes a GREAT back sweep. With the bright lights it comes out a soft slate gray and shows off work to great advantage.

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Part 2:

OK, OK, check this out you guys! I got some new toys in the form of acrylic risers in black and white. Look how FREAKING AWESOME these pictures came out!!

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If I'm not careful, people are going to think I hired a professional photographer for these. I'm really liking this light box!

Learning A Thing or Two

For the past several months I've been trying to approximate professional-looking photographs of my pieces. I thought I had done a pretty good job, using a sweep of white silk and a window with a reasonable amount of natural light. This meant I could only shoot on sunny days, and between 1 and 3 PM, when the sun is in the correct position. Not satisfactory at all!

Last week, while Marble Man was off, sunning himself at the beach, I was at home dogsitting and spending a LOT of time online. I came across several blogs talking about light tents and light boxes. Hazaah! This is what I need. I Googled "light box" and found several nice ones, but, hey... they're really expensive! By the time I bought the tent, the lights, and a background sweep, I could expect to spend about $300. Then, I came upon a blog with a tutorial on how to make one myself out of an old box and some tissue paper. This is exciting. I have a box. And paper, and tape. OK, let's get started! There were some things about the design I didn't want, so I changed it a bit to suit my needs:

I would use a box that is at least 12" square. We're going to cut five sides out of the box, and leave one side intact as the base.

Measure 2" in from each corner and draw a line with a sharpie pen.

Then, with a box cutter, cut along the lines. PLEASE be careful - we don't want any accidental appendectomies or amputations.

Now tape white tissue paper on the outside of the box over four of the cut-out sides. One side remains open for the camera.

Finally, you will need a piece of white (or black) poster board, or bristol board for the back sweep. This creates a nice seamless picture with graduated shadows. You want it to start at the upper back corner and finish in the lower front corner. (I couldn't find a piece big enough to reach both corners, so I "made do" with a smaller piece for now. I'll replace it with a bigger one later.)

The other thing to consider is lighting. I tried using floodlights with regular incandescent bulbs. As you can see below, this was a mistake. The result was dim with a dark yellow cast. So, I broke down and ordered some special floods with tripod stands and tungsten bulbs. Wowie, zowie. Perfection!

Here's the finished setup:

Final result with camera set on "macro" and a light on each side of the box, pointing down through the tissue paper:

Now if I get the urge to take photos at 3 AM, I just flip a couple of switches and I'm good to go. Rainy days? No problem. There's nothing like having the right tools for the job at hand.

I Know A Magical Place...

…it’s a place of peace and beauty where playful creatures live and shy faeries hide amongst the greenery of wise trees. Ssshhh! Tiptoe with me into the World of James Browne and meet some of his creatures. (Click on the images to see details, including stories written for them.)

There are dragons

"Rich in Love"

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and faeries

"First Kiss"

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wise old trees


"Old Wisebark"

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charming forest critters

"The Nutcracker"

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fairy tales come to life

"Moonsitting"

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and mermaids

"Allure"

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I first encountered Browne’s world at a street show in New Hope, PA in early October of 2001. My mother, Marble Man, and I wandered down Main Street, ducking in and out of booths. We entered Browne’s space and found ourselves in a place of rich color and texture. Mom and I immediately got the Galloping Greedy Gimme’s and gathered up several prints to take home.

My special treasure (seen above), titled “Allure”, features a wistful mermaid sitting on the shores of her Land of Arches. Every morning she greets me with that same dreamy expression, and to this day I wonder what she is thinking. It wasn’t only the mermaid’s mood that drew me into this painting. Browne’s sensitive treatment of rocks and water is stunning. AND, he signed the back for me with a little drawing:

This fella's imagination really comes to life in his paintings. He says he has “studio elves and faeries that keep his brushes clean and leave footprints on his palette”. Here, he plays with his first faery, discovered after Sunday school:

"First Encounter"

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As you can see, his portrayal of children is amazing.

"Given to Fly"

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So, if you have some time, head on over to James' place of wonder and step back into childhood fantasy.

Note: images were used with written permission of James Browne.

The End of a Chapter...

After three years of telling myself, "Don't worry, you'll get back to the fabric dyeing one day", and not going back to it at all, I finally dismantled my outdoor dye station. This workspace consisted of a 2.5 foot x 5 foot piece of plywood set atop two plastic fold-out saw horses (these are cool - the hinge folds flat between the legs and makes a shelf). Draped over the plywood were three old vinyl shower curtains, too grungy to be near squeaky-clean bodies, but intact enough to waterproof a nasty piece of wood. Under the curtain-covered plank: old enameled canning pots along with jars for mixing dyes, and sticks for stirring boiling hot dye buckets. Stacked beside the table were 18 white plastic 5-gallon buckets. On the edge of the driveway sat two propane burners and tanks which I used to boil water. Around all of this neglected area, English ivy grew amok. I wish I'd thought to take a picture before dismantling it all, but, alas, I forgot.

The station, just outside the kitchen door and past the old basketball net, was an eyesore. I could justify it being there only if I was actually using it. So sad; it got to the point where I stopped noticing the mess, except on rainy days when I had to walk the dog through the mud. I killed the grass in front of the table during my first year of active dyeing by knocking over the dye-filled buckets with 5 foot long fabric wrapped poles too tall for them. Turns out, grass prefers not to be watered with boiling water.

Last Saturday, the hottest day of the year so far, I went out in long sleeves, long pants tucked into socks, and sprayed the heck out of myself with Cutter's Outdoor Woods bug repellent to brave the height of mosquito season. Funny, I didn't seem to mind the bugs so much when I was out there working over steaming pots for hours on end. But I sure minded them this time. Even with the bug stuff, the little vampires drilled right through my clothes. I think I donated a double pint!

Anyway, the buckets are put away, I gave one of the burners to my friend and mentor, Lorin Fields, and the plywood is at the street waiting for the trash genies to *poof* it away. Now all that's left of my work area is a lone propane burner and tank, and a patch of dirt. It's nice to have the space free again. But still, I wish it were a mess and that my hand felt good enough to go out and play.

There's a laundry basket remaining full of half-wrapped poles in the storage room and shelves full of dye powders. Lorin is gradually taking raw materials off my hands, freeing up space in the studio for... (you guessed it)...MORE BEADS! Hhhhhmmm...I wonder if I can sweet-talk Marble Man into doing most of the heavy work to help me finish off these poles?

Sweating the Details

With all the advertising I've done for my Etsy Shop, I've been thinking "sales are gonna start rolling in any day now". I've had a few small sales, and in the process of shipping out earring sets, I've used up the last of the brown kraft gift boxes I had in stock. Not willing to buy another case of 1000 gift boxes (Can you say "ex-PEN-sive"? ), I've been trying to think of other ways to package pieces in an appealing, yet cost-effective manner. Better to think it all out ahead of time, I figure, rather that panicking when the rush of sales happens, right? Oh, OK... go ahead and call me Pollyanna!

When I injured my hand back in 2005, I was in the middle of several (as in too many to count) fabric dyeing projects. I have yards and yards of silk organza dyed in shibori, as well as plain, colors and patterns. Silk noil? I have a crate of it - yards just sitting there with nothing to do! So, I decided to make some quickie gift pouches and bags - nothing too fancy. I've gotten the time down to 10 minutes a bag, start to finish, but would be happier getting that down to 5 minutes without sacrificing too much quality. I mean, it has to look good when the customer unpacks, right?

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This week, I've also been shoveling out the studio which looks like a bead bomb went off in there. No way could I find the surface of my work table! I've re-bagged and filed beads and metal findings. In the process, I've uncovered some bags of beads that fall into the "what the HELL was I thinking!?!" category. They are absolutely beautiful, but I don't know what to do with them, and when I bought them I had no plan for them. The only excuse I have is that I gazed upon them with lust in my heart at the bead show last January. They have such exotic names: cat's eye jasper, silver leaf jasper, red agate, ruby quartz, keshi pearls, sugalite, sodalite, Labradorite to list a few. The names are melodic, roll off the tongue, ... and the strands rolled straight into my bag. All this added up to: I bought a bunch of stuff and I now need to find something to do with them. Here's a representative sample:

Most of the beads I bought at that show turned out to be large, chunky rondelles, which is strange, because, usually, I like to work with small, twiddly beads. I must have thought it was time to bust out in a different direction. Guess I'd better do that so I can use some of this stuff up, huh?

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**Here's a special thank you to Fete et Fleur, Somepinkflowers, and Rochambeau for featuring me in blog posts recently. I really appreciate it.

Happy Birthday, Constance!

Surprise!!!!

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Everyone gather ‘round to wish Constance, of Rochambeau a very Happy Birthday!

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Stop by the front hall and pick up your party hat

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We’ve got lots of fun cupcakes

Or if you are in the mood for something a little more fancy

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We’ve gathered the grapes and stomped on ‘em a bit

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And poured a glass in Constance’s honor

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Now we’ve toasted (or is that WE'RE toasted?), had some nibbles, and it’s time for Constance to make a wish and blow out her candles…

Have a very Happy Birthday, dear friend.

I've Lost That Lovin' Feeling..."

...for my digital camera and longtime friend, Canon Powershot A80, that is.

Once reliable, he's now a moody S.O.B. who requires more than a little romance and sweet talk to do his job. I grow weary with trying to judge his temperament upon caressing him awake, tenderly touching his "ON" button, breathlessly waiting to see if he'll perform or not. Lately, if I'm extremely lucky, he awakens, ready and willing, takes the first picture flawlessly... and then craps out on me to do this:

Let's just say I've been putting a lot of quarters in the Swear Jar of late.

With an Etsy Showcase set up for next Monday, I really need to get some shots of new earrings. After yet another unsatisfying photo experience yesterday, I shouted, "S**T!", to the skies while resisting the urge to rip him off his tripod to hurl him against the wall.

I went online to do a little research, found something I'd be happy with, and ran out the door to do some comparative shopping. I hit the four big shops in our area, including Walmart and Circuit City. None of them had what I'd planned to look at, but all had the next step up, Canon's Powershot A590. What a little sweetie-pie! Trim and sexy in shape, lightweight due to needing only 2 batteries, and it takes fab-U-lous pictures too. Circuit City had it on sale (even better!). I gladly handed over my credit card and took the Little Darling home with me.

"Oh, Happy Day!" Now my pictures look like this:

MUUUUUUuuuch better! To keep the romance alive this time, I guess I'll need some candlelight, Al Green on the stereo... who knows where that'll lead? Stay tuned...

I'm Goin' High Class Now

First-off: how exciting. My first treasury is a real compliment. The person who set it up chose my double spiral necklace with the cobalt blue bubble bead.

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I went bead shopping yesterday for some pieces to use in a custom order. I went to Rare Earth Beads in Durham, NC, one of my favorite local shops. I'm like a magpie when I go to this place! All those shiny, sparkly things distracting me. Walls are loaded with sparkling gemstones, pearls, and all sorts of unusual beads. It makes me want to toss 'em on the floor in a big pile and roll around on them! Throughout the floor area are tables completely covered with small bowls of sparkling treasures; I just love letting them run through my fingers.

Up until yesterday, I was content to pick strands from the low-priced wall: all 16 inch strands are $5.00. But yesterday, I was on a mission - stones in specific birthstone colors for a customer's order. To save some time, and to keep me from browsing too much (HA!), I enlisted a salesperson's help to find what I needed. According to her it was time to start buying "grown-up stones".

So, I pawed over the "designer wall" where they have exquisite, quality stones. For exquisite prices, too. This salesgirl knew she had a live one. She had me count the number of beads on a strand to divide out the cost of each bead on a strand, and justified buying a $58 strand of citrine briolettes with "sell 3 pairs of earrings and you pay for the strand". That was all it took. I came home with keshi pearls, and lots of strands of faceted beads: citrine rondelles and briolettes, peridot, carnelian, blue topaz, and blue apatite, to name a few.

Gorgeous:

But now, I 'd better sell some earrings!!!

Author, Author...!

I've been kicking around this idea for a couple of years: I'm going to write a book. Whew! There..., I actually said it out loud. I don't know if it'll be a good book, but I'm going to try it.

Since my big injury back in 2005, I've been trying to find my new path. I'm unable to comfortably dye fabrics anymore, and basic sewing tasks make my hand pain flare up. I had to abandon my wearable art business just when it was getting on it's feet. Now, here I am attempting to resurrect the business with a jewelry focus.

In that summer of 2005, while recuperating from torn ligaments and a dislocated thumb, and in considerable pain, my dominant hand was immobilized in a rigid brace. I couldn't do much except lie on the sofa watching mind-numbing television, gorked on Vicodin. I actually found a picture that Marble Man took of me in this pathetic state, but I'm not posting it here - too sad!

As I struggled to climb the steep and slippery sides of the Pity Pot, my friends suggested things I could do to be productive. They pointed out I've taught myself a lot of art skills, and I should teach classes to pass them on to others. I know for a fact that I'm a terrible teacher with no patience. The next suggestion: "write a book describing your 'artistic journey'." I could tell stories of my travels from medium to medium, and why not end each chapter with a simple project the reader can do?

It feels strange, and downright narcissistic to be writing all about myself, but I'll keep at it. (I've got a whole two pages written now!) I don't know the right way to go about writing a book, shopping for publishers, etc. So I have a ton of research to do.

What do you think? Is this something you would want to read?... Honestly?