The bracelet stacks are your average bracelet bangles you see anywhere, carol with a little 'c'. If you can fit into bangles you'd buy at Target or Walmart, they fit. I make the beaded and wrapped ones by holding them up to the 'filler' ones that I get off etsy or ebay.
The last lot I got were:
And that's how I get things old and crusty, Carol with a big 'C'. (There's a total of 59 Carols reading this blog. I counted.) Also, non-plated metal is best. Gold plated is OK, but silver plated in horrible. Bare copper is kinda hard, brass is easy but steel is by far the easiest to oxidize. Steel is such a slut. Though if you're new to oxidizing, Novacan is cheaper and less intense-->
I gotta put a FAQs page link on my sidebar. I get asked this every other post! What else should I put? A disclaimer saying I'm not a male Chinese peasant from the 1800s? Ummm... for the question of where I get my stuff a link to etsy 'vintage' and 'supplies' and a tourist site for Uruguay? No, really. I'm asking.
Oh, I also never toss away any remaining oxidizer in the cap. I look around for absolutely anything to slap it on. This stuff is pure gold to me, gold I tell ya! So, this means there's rust dust all over everything in the studio. So when I mess around with fabrics and stuff, inevitably they get grunged up, too. See how that works out? Also, I'm fast and I make my sloppiness work for me. Of course, I'm going back and correcting a lot. I obsess over details. But the fast-n-sloppy produces that spontaneous je-ne-sais-what. Anywho, it gives me time to obsess over details, undo everything and do it all over again if need be, that kind of thing.
So I reworked these:
Below is another peek.
Anywho, as you can see I'm trying out some gem rondelle wrapping. It may be altogether too tidy for me, I dunno.
To sum up... Who wants to make me a FAQs page? I'm tired and its bedtime.
In an unrelated note- these have been un-reserved:
Did you seller gals know you can search for a username on etsy to see how many reserves a person is holding? Hmmmm?
|Carlos at age 1, perusing the wine selection.|
Then later, at a sushi restaurant, the 2-yr-old turns to the waitress from her usual position standing on her chain and yells,
"I need POON!"
Meaning a spoon. So bits of my brain go flying everywhere. And now I fall to my knees to thank the god(ess[es]) of ovaries for never granting me fecundity. Phew.