Here are two new listings. The bracelet below is actually a truly new piece - I just made it last week. It's made of three strands of oxidized sterling silver figaro chain with rose quartz charms.
The necklace on top is from a series of ten or so that I made for the barter fair at a lovely festival called the Oregon Country Fair. It's crystal and freshwater pearls with sterling silver accents, on satin.
I took the picture of this necklace on a slat of redwood I found at the Goodwill. It was plastic-wrapped and, at one time, sold for $1.50 at a Fred Meyer (a grocery chain that still exists here, owned by Kroger). Most interesting to me, which is one of the reasons it came home in the first place, was the label on it, which read "ADCO Redwood, Inc. - Willits, CA".
Willits is a crazy little Mendocino town. I have a love-hate relationship with the place so there was no way in heck I was gonna leave this piece of wood at the Goodwill. As it turns out, too, it's a good photographic resource for jewelry pictures since I'm not willing to, right now, build another lightbox.
Tonight's going to be an early one for me, wherein I just sit in my bed with my easy knitting project and "Once", so I can see what all the fuss is about. And, ya know, be all PMSy. Too bad I don't have any chocolate. I'm gonna get right to that, as soon as I stop tonight's obession with this blog - Hobostripper.com - and yes, it probably *is* what you think it is.
How did I arrive at that? I've been chatting with this amazing fiber artist on Etsy, who lives, works and travels out of a converted veggie oil bus up and down the west coast along with her partner, their beautiful baby and... five birds!!!
What a dream! The life is not for everyone, but for someone like me, when I came across one of her photographs, where she was dying fiber out in the woods (naturally, of course) I almost cried. It moves me, this life - I understand it. Right now, though, I'm happy to live vicariously through these guys as I'm doing exactly the opposite - attempting to pay rent and dig through an accumulated pile of bills and write a book - and then work my way back out of the system again.
In the meantime, time to knit.
The necklace on top is from a series of ten or so that I made for the barter fair at a lovely festival called the Oregon Country Fair. It's crystal and freshwater pearls with sterling silver accents, on satin.
I took the picture of this necklace on a slat of redwood I found at the Goodwill. It was plastic-wrapped and, at one time, sold for $1.50 at a Fred Meyer (a grocery chain that still exists here, owned by Kroger). Most interesting to me, which is one of the reasons it came home in the first place, was the label on it, which read "ADCO Redwood, Inc. - Willits, CA".
Willits is a crazy little Mendocino town. I have a love-hate relationship with the place so there was no way in heck I was gonna leave this piece of wood at the Goodwill. As it turns out, too, it's a good photographic resource for jewelry pictures since I'm not willing to, right now, build another lightbox.
Tonight's going to be an early one for me, wherein I just sit in my bed with my easy knitting project and "Once", so I can see what all the fuss is about. And, ya know, be all PMSy. Too bad I don't have any chocolate. I'm gonna get right to that, as soon as I stop tonight's obession with this blog - Hobostripper.com - and yes, it probably *is* what you think it is.
How did I arrive at that? I've been chatting with this amazing fiber artist on Etsy, who lives, works and travels out of a converted veggie oil bus up and down the west coast along with her partner, their beautiful baby and... five birds!!!
What a dream! The life is not for everyone, but for someone like me, when I came across one of her photographs, where she was dying fiber out in the woods (naturally, of course) I almost cried. It moves me, this life - I understand it. Right now, though, I'm happy to live vicariously through these guys as I'm doing exactly the opposite - attempting to pay rent and dig through an accumulated pile of bills and write a book - and then work my way back out of the system again.
In the meantime, time to knit.