Lookit! Bling + Rustic = These. You know what I mean, yin yang 'n' that.
Which reminds me, I want to really apologize to all my non-native-English-speakers (except for Stregata), for my strange English. It's because I'm really silly and humor is impossible to translate, especially when it's just silliness and web talk. Just ignore everything I write. Like this.
Stregata doesn't count because surely for her English to be this good, her German must be atrocious. (Hey! I spelled atrocious right on the first try!)
Here's some decoupage-age. All our talk put me in the mood. (Wiggles eyebrows suggestively.)
Here's another image of the same thing. This disc thing is from Uruguay- finally found use! The haul is starting to dwindle... you know what that means.... Is there a trip in the future for Mr and Mrs Devices?
Oh and I've skipped the enumeration of ingredients in some of my listings. Like here. Does it help anyone to know if the beads on top here are agate or lampwork? Are they not glorious either way? That's always been an issue for me. Why does it matter as long as it looks good? I only started naming what beads and stuff were there because I was beginning to use elements that were actually not all plastic/fake/cheap. And I wanted to show off the fancy. But, like... dude. Y'know?
And yeah, diamonds are forever while plastic is not... There's that. But ... well, we can't all be... there's... and my rate of production... and the listing... the time it takes...... at least the pictures are pretty.
Oh! Here, these. They're made of all kinds of fake things... Though, wait. That's smokey quartz microfaceted onion briolettes. And the beads were made by hand. She used polymer and yarn! Can't remember who she was....
OK, ok. These are fake. Though the fake resin fangs are from Uruguay... But they were fake and new there. The middle connectors are real from a vintage bellydancing whatever. But the beads were made recently in some factory...
Also I have trouble keeping track. Hey! Check it. Bracelet. Cute? It took me forever to find what to do w/this wing. I sound like a broken record, hu?
By the way! If you want to share the pieces you've made inspired in some way by any of this stuff on or around this blog, please copy and paste the address to your blog/shop/facebook/napkinholder in the comments. I've had a recent explosion of convos that has me a tad overwhelmed. And I love all my convo buds, so I don't wanna feel like reading through them is a chore...
There are some people who are too shy about commenting here, as they've told me via convos. I find that crazy endearing. I have a huge soft spot for shy people. For submissive types, you know? (Like Mr. Devices.) And artists are all super sensitive and thus non-dominating types. Except me. I used to be like that before life with meds. So I know how it is and I always feel protective of y'all. I'll like, take on a stranger who's yelling at someone in the street... I'm getting off track. You're allowed by me to be too shy to comment. That is all.
Look. It's a bezel made of a watch frame on a brass blank with a Chilean coin. But did I say that on the listing? No. Cuz if it's not impressive via visuals along, who cares?
The teardrop piece with text and the gold piece under that, they're both fishing... somethings. I just checked- they're called fishing spoons. I have no idea why that would be a thing.
OK, there actually is an interesting story here. The bone piece that seems to have an "R" on it is from my grandmother. A prisoner made it for her. But it was a prisoner of war, imprisoned during the Uruguayan dictatorship... The one the U.S. supported. Yeah, that one.
Don't lie, you've never heard of it!
Oh yeah, that's right. I made little fairy-dancing-girl-looking things. Does that make me less of a man? (Less of a Chinese peasant man from the 18oos?) I don't think so.
Tír na nÓg.
And yes, these appear to be little fairies. Got a problem with that? Wanna go? I'll go, man.
OKOKOK. So. I got another couple of redonk pictures elertsted, who, by the way, is too shy to write comments here because of her imperfect English. I know, totes adorbs. But she wants to assure you all that her earrings are not for sale but rather an exercise to get herself to think outside the quadrangle. Like I told her, "germans have a reputation for being perfectionists and precise. so you went and copied my very UNperfect, imprecise earrings in a perfectly precise way! thats just funny. " You know, it's only Americans who get tense at any mention of race or nationality, so she wasn't offended. Cuz I know that's what y'all were thinking!
ANYWAYS- first I clicked on this pic:
After which I basically invited myself to live in this drawer.
After which my jaw was hanging open so long it got sore. Do you realize what we're looking at here? Casting, mold-making, lost-wax... I'm not clear exactly but it blew me away so hard I can't even. First, because jansjewels ran out of those findings that I loved so much (made anything you slapped on them look awesome), and second because... Those medals! I just happened to find them on a dirty mat laid out on a sidewalk in my teeny tiny ridiculous country.... And I used them together on a whim... It's not like there's something so right about those two specific medals that they need to be recreated. But at the same time how adorable is it that she did!!
And also, are the blue things a step in the process or the end product?
OK, forget sharing things influenced by me, nobody can top this.
ANOTHER DAMNED GIVEAWAY!
I know, it's ridiculous.
Petra of JewelIdentity has made these redonk charms that you are now itching to get your grubby hands on. Yeah that's a tooth. She actually hasn't put the giveaway up yet. So I guess this is a tease.
Nani-nani boo-boo! See? I'm teasing.
OK, before I go, one more thing. Ever since I started juicing I am no longer living in a horrible cloud of groggy-grog starting in the morning and often lasting through the day. A horrible fog I've been living with ever since getting on my (lifesaving) meds. I'm bright and sharp and awesome! Except then today I sat in front of the computer all day. But still! I even woke up early today and that usually has me close to tears by the afternoon- just like a cranky baby.
Basically, juicing is my new religious cult and you'll never hear the end of it.