Wednesday, July 30, 2008
I keep wanting to call them... bindis (no, not bindis) or kulchi (no, wrong)...
Ha, it will probably come to me as soon as I post this (but just in case...help???)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
I make these in many colors, using vintage
Western German rhinestones and vintage bezel
stampings I bought from a local manufacturer
when he decided to retire.
Silver Pomegrantes $18.00
Sterling silver is always in style around here.
I always try to keep a few simple silver things in my shop.
Great for everyday wear. These have handmade earring wire
"nooses" for something a bit different.
Milky Silver Ring $14.00
More vintage Western German rhinestones.
This one's an opaline faceted glass cab set into
an adjustable floral ring.
Secret of Birds $20.00
One of the advantages of having a messy worktable is
you can find all kinds of things to put together in unusual
ways. I have been doing a monthly ATC swap, plus
making jewelry for my Etsy shop, not to mention my
little fiber dolls and such, which makes for some very
interesting archaeological detritus on my table!
Hope you enjoyed the tour!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
What Chagall is saying is, analogous colors -- "neighbors" that live beside each other on the color wheel -- are harmonious, and complementary colors (opposites on the color wheel) are "lovers" in the sense that they complete each other; that is, every pair of complementary colors contain a bit of all three primaries.
Internet resources have improved and multiplied thousand fold since I started doing color seminars for bead & fiber artists. Here's a great place that keeps getting better:
And wwwwow, here's another link I'd never seen before. It's called Color Vision and Art, "The Science of Vision and the Emergence of Art." Just go there. It's. . . well, vivid!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
I do love pyrite but I have to admit it's one of the toughest sells of all the stones I use. I don't know why. It's silvery -- that's good right? And it's SO earthy, substantial, but as you can see from this partial Treasury grab, it comes in so many shapes and styles. Whenever I find new pyrite stones, I grab them. They feel, well, electrical and grounded at the same time. I guess you have to love it's rough look to appreciate it.
Years later I ran into him at, of all places, my husband's cousin's house. Turns out Howard's nephew and he were friends, and the nephew brought Howard over for Thanksgiving, or Easter, or some type of holiday. He's a lovely man. He wrote a wonderful little book called Art and Soul.
Anyway, I ran across the poem again recently, and remembered all that it means to me. . .
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
My beaded La Llorona is featured in the center color section, and also as a black and white in the final chapter -- along with, surprise surprise, photos and a description of my piece as it was greatly enlarged and used (rearranged a bit it appears) as a backdrop for a children's theatre play. I had no idea! It it rather mind-boggling to think of that polarity -- the teeny tiny beadwork and the humongous stage set.
I suspect the writing must have started out as Ms. Perez's doctoral dissertation -- I know the book itself was at least 3 years??? in the making (and that's a loooong pregnancy folks!). It's very dense writing, but readable, approachable. The book basically traces the history to contemporary interpretations of the legend of La Llorona, the wailing, child-stealing, waterways haunting woman of Hispanic cultures of the southwestern U.S. (and Mexico...)
I guess I was drawn to making the piece because of my association of La Llorona with the ancient European (and Mesopotamian) dark goddesses I've met once or twice in life's dark alleys. And Hindu dames. And Tibetan Buddhist divas, too, come to think of it. Most people wouldn't suspect it about me, but heck, there's just something about those wailing, bloodthirsty mujeres that strikes a chord, I guess. ;-)
Anyhoo, I sat with the book for an hour or two last night and came away feeling reconnected and inspired. The reviewer from the back cover writes, "This is interdisciplinary scholarship at its finest...ethnography, cultural critique, feminist critique, literary analysis, visual analysis, and popular culture studies...I wanted to read every word of it." I agree.
P.S. In case you're curious about how my beadwork ended up in the book, the answer's easy -- it was on my website, and the author contacted me. Proof that if you put your work out there, nice things can happen. If you don't? Well...they probably won't. ;-) That's all.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
P I C A S A
Picasa is a free photo-hosting site by Google. Unfortunately, free isn't the only thing it is. It is also a cesspool of wicked, wicked hoarders who call themselves "sharers" and play hot potato with other crafters' (and publishers') intellectual property. Who me, ranting??? ;-)
T H E ~ P O L L
I created a poll (look left! top of column...) that gleans various suggestions and responses from Beki Haley's All About Beading forum on Delphi. This time, rather than create long, wordy poll responses I thought I'd sum them up here. Especially since I seem to create confusing polls on a regular basis. Maybe this will help to put the responses into context:
1. Raise pitchforks & take to the streets!
In other words, throw a royal group fit, scream and yell and be outraged
2. Write the offenders privately
Contact the "sharers" and tell them how you feel/what you think, asking them to remove the content. Or curse them in Yiddish, I don't care. Whatever you think. 8-)
3. Report the items as offensive
Not Picasa's recommendation for IP violations, but one theory is that if enough people do it, the dweeb in charge of fielding the emails will delete the stuff out of sheer exasperation.
4. Create an online petition
One suggestion was to create a public petition and send it to Picasa so they are well aware of how folks feel.
5. Notify the copyright holders
If you know how to contact the author or publisher, do that, and let them decide whether to go through the IP complaint/removal process with Picasa.
6. There's nothing we can do
Pretend you're Kafka. Or, up your meds and forget about it. You can't damn the river. That sort of thing.
7. Let the porn industry handle it?
This was Monkey Girl's idea, I include it in the interests of complete disclosure.
8. Quit publishing stuff
If we didn't publish, they wouldn't have anything to steal. This is the most logical solution in the list, IMHO. ;-)
9. Blame the victims
People who publish, especially those big meanies in the big publishing houses, are just greedy bastids who don't want to share. On a more subtle level, you might choose this answer if you think the craft authors sort of deserve whatever they get.
10. Urge publishers to pursue offenders
Not quite the same as other options -- this means that we exert pressure on publishers to defend their works, assuming they have more resources compared to their authors (who mostly don't actually own the rights anyway) and to self-publishers.
FYI, after my last...er, rant, my home girl Phreadde, aka fibergal, contacted me to say there is a grassroots method in place for reporting offenders to the major publishers. You can contact her (I won't put her email address here unless she tells me to but you can contact me for it...) and she sends frequent updates to the publishers about who's doing what where.
T H E ~ R U L E S
This time, you only get to pick one answer! Buahahaha! So think about it -- which one do you think would be most effective (or not)? Feel free to change your answer next time you stop by (within the next 3 weeks).
As usual, I'll post a summary when it's over.
P I C A S A ~ "F R I E N D S"
The two "women who like to share" that I linked to in previous posts have both toned it down quite a bit. In fact, one has been removed. So here are some fresh offenders, in case you're not aware of the extent of copyright violations on Picasa:
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
What an awesome group -- good vibes, great desserts, and fun, patient students. They had asked me to do a "hands-on" color workshop so I had to really think about how to do that, in a church meeting room, in 3 hours, with minimal set up and cleanup. So I created a booklet -- something I've been wanting to do for ages. For several years I did a color theory for beaders slide show with lecture & discussion, but I've been wanting to create a workbook to sell, so thanks to the NMBS for providing the impetus to get the first draft out. We used oil pastels as our coloring medium.
I printed the cover on a yummy creamy old-fashioned parchment paper and bound the class copies with string. I gave little beady prizes to the participants for finding my typos, and boy did they do a great job (I confess I did not proofread a printed copy before class, because in Las Vegas last week my laptop software wasn't up-to-date enough to open the file!).
I've been so busy with school I totally forgot how much fun I have teaching! Lots of laughs, for sure. I got great feedback on how to improve my instructions, some students were very new to color theory and one was a very experienced painter, so what can I say? Lots of expert advice, which I really appreciated.
The afternoon class was a herringbone cord bracelet I learned from Chris Phillips last year. There are lots of beginners in the NMBS, so when they asked for another class I figured something short and sweet would be a good idea (unlike last year's 6-hour Tidepool marathon, hehe). I put kits together for them in all different color combinations -- it was interesting to see which colors they liked and which ones sat on the table, especially after the morning color theory class! They definitely went for the more expensive seed beads in subtle colors.
What a blast! This group has grown in the past few years into a hopping bead society with lots of great activities. I really feel like I've grown close to some of the members. There are some great designers, and some just plain fascinating women. I got to eat lunch with Betty, an old timer I met years ago when I was a member. (She knows me -- she brought me three desserts.) She has been a member almost since the group started as a bead research/study group. Today of course it has evolved into a group of mostly seed beadworkers and stringers. I even met a woman who just moved out here from my hometown! She has an Etsy shop called High Desert Beadscapes.
The other teachers at the workshop were my pal Rita Sova (owner of bead-patterns.com, who was teaching how to use her warpless Versa-Loom, Caroline Bleil, who I only seem to run into at Hobby Lobby, LOL (Caroline has won Best of Show at the NM State Fair more times than I can count), Camille Argeanas, whose wirework class I took several years ago. I was kind of envious yesterday because she was teaching on the other side of the room and when I saw the finished projects I realized I have a lot more to learn from her! I heard a rumor Camille is working on a book. And apologies for not remembering who the other teachers were... they were in other parts of the building and I didn't get to see them.
ANYWAY...today I'm a zombie. Just wandering aimlessly around the house not particularly wanting to start any new projects. For today. ;-)
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
After getting settled in, I went shopping. My strategy when travelling for work is to get the souvenirs over with as quickly as possible, because I often don't have time to shop later on. And in Vegas, the shopping is easy! (particularly if you like tacky souvenirs ;-)
The Venetian is connected to (a casino of course, and probably dozens of eating places...) a bunch of shops, including Coach, where I drooled over the new plum patent leather bags for Fall!!! I bought Papa a ridiculously expensive fuzzy monkey keyfob and in a little shop called Ice, I treated myself to a dreamy old-fashioned sparkly hamsa necklace by Israeli artist Michal Negrin.
The one I got is sort of like this, but not quite as fancy.
Mine has an old fashioned cerub holding a rose.
And if I'd had an extra $1,200 or so I'd have bought myself a beaded bracelet by Adonnah Langer, aka Chili Rose! <--the link goes to several examples from Wild West Trading Co.) Here's an example of her work, from Avilaretail wiki:
Enough drooling and back to the obligatory souvenirs. Junior was going to come with me, but unfortunately he is right on schedule with the urgent care injury visits -- yesterday he flipped over the front of a bike and landed on his tailbone. You know he's hurting when he bails on a trip anywhere. I had to cancel his ticket but you know, I wouldn't have been able to spend an hour in Ice if he'd been with me. I'm gathering up more than the usual bunch of goodies for him...(shhh, he might be reading this!)
After shopping til I almost dropped, I had just enough time to prop up my dogs for a few before getting ready for the exhibit hall swag-a-thon, complete with free drinks and an antipasto spread that functioned as a hearty dinner! Proscuitto, cheeses, cooked veggies, breads, fruit, yum!
I came back to my room embarassingly rich with freebies, including fancy post-it notepads, some little journals for my interns, lots of pens of course, a couple of T-shirts, an umbrella (???), a nifty zippered totebag with compartments for technology items that probably aren't even developed yet ;-) a Mad Libs book, and even a headset! I wish I had a camera! It's poundage!
So now I'm kicking back in my plush Venetian bathrobe, blogging. Yep, just enough time to relax, chill, blog, drink water, and switch back and forth between my two flat screens before settling in to read and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. A perfect, perfect-timing day.
Monday, July 14, 2008
That fave necklace I couldn't decide whether to put on Etsy or not?
Faded. I wore it once and all that white stuff went away. I am SO glad I didn't list it. Now it's just brownish beads and a nice chunk o' turquoise. But I'll still wear it.
Those unconctacted Amazonians?
Turns out they'd been "mapped" for years, and the dude that put the story out into the news flew over this group he'd known about for maybe a decade, buzzing them until they put on their red battle paint. So, while not a complete hoax, his methods were questionable.
Oh, and my trusty guard dog who we thought had foiled a burglar?
I forgave her and picked up the mess she made flinging my rhinestones and bits of bling across the room trying to get to the window. We called her a hero(ine). But a week later she did it again -- apparently in the middle of the night. Now, before I go to work in the mornings I have to prop the chairs up to block her access. The second time she did it I barely had the heart to pick up and sort things. But, she did prompt a major reorganization -- of everything BUT my work table, LOL!
I guess I function better in a moderate amount of chaos. When I'm looking for the perfect dangle, I don't wanna have to walk into the studio and hunt for something. I'd rather it was on the table somewhere -- or on the floor nearby?
Signed, all(most) grown up in Albuquerque . . .
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Today after work we head north, to the original Las Vegas -- New Mexico. Just me and the DH. He comes from up that way and we're going to the 4th of July Fiestas, but first, hopefully, breakfast with Beadnik after she gets done with her night shift at the hospital. Then we head to Colorado to visit my bro and friends for a long weekend.
And then week after next it's off to the OTHER Vegas for a work-related conference. Vegas is SO surreal. We're staying at a place where you can ride an actual gondola inside the hotel. I have to take Junior, oh yeah...poor thing, cause I can't leave him home four days while Papa goes to work so early... Junior is the adventurous type, so I know he is gonna love this. He even told me not to tell him anything about the hotel, he wants to be surprised.
IF he can walk, that is. Last night we let him go to an open gymnastics session with a couple of his kung fu buddies. He came home with a limp. I said, "What did you do?" He said, "I don't know." I said, "WHAT did you do?" He said, "I don't know." I said, "Did you break something?" He said, "Yeah, my toe." I said, "I'm not taking you to the hospital." He said, "I'm not going to the hospital!"
Which might sound like a weird conversation, unless you back up a few years and add up all the ER, urgent care, and follow up visits I've been to with this kid. I mean, I hope this doesn't sound hard hearted, it's just that, things like broken toes don't phase you much after a facial injury or two, bloody cuts and dressing changes every 48 hours, concussions, and actual broken limbs that, unlike toes, can be set, splinted and, eventually, casted (I do prefer casts, cause I do know my son. This spring he went to a basketball camp with a boot on his healing broken foot and I figured he'd just be taking free throw shots, but NO, he's racing up and down the full court.)
So Junior climbed into bed and we propped him up with pillows, arnica, and an ice pack. We know the drill. Hopefully he'll be up and around enough today to pack up some clothes for his Tia's.
Which brings me back to the original Vegas. See, Nik is a nurse. And whenever Junior gets a new injury (I tell people, oh he's not uncoordinated, he's just 3 times as active...) I Google Chat with Nik about it, and she advises me whether to take him in or not. Which, in his mind, means a 5-hour minimum wait and possibly a nearly all-night trip to be told he's going to live after all. Which is why he was so emphatic about not going to the hospital. It's not that he wasn't in pain...it's just that he'd rather be in pain where there's cable TV and regular snacks. ;-)
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Now, on to the pliers. The DH came home with these from the estate sale of a local jewelry maker person. The man had several interesting old tools, none of them seemed particularly top of the line and most were a little larger than my standard pliers and such.
These pliers are not round or half round -- they are toothed, and instead of having a flat or round plier thingy, they are pointed on the top. If I grab wire with them and wrap all around once, I get an oval shape. But they're tapered, so it's not like I can make a bunch of ovals the same size. And, as I mentioned, they are toothed. With diamond-shaped pliers.