Double experiment this time, photo-wise. Tried doing all but my first, "eye-catcher" photos using my iPad. It works pretty well, and I can do any spot editing on the desktop later anyways. But as you can see here on the left, the images are blurrier and less precise, though they have a nice moody quality.
Here's one of my final giant chunky blue/green lariats, as I'm finally seeing the bottom of my giant bluegreen bead stash. The other experiment was using this rubber placemat I ordered as my background so I could stop struggling with the paper that gets so dirty so fast. Well, I also experimented with this woven bamboo mat. As you can see on the left, it's way too visually busy and might actually cause an epileptic fit.
Anyways, turns out the rubber mat was that weird sticky rubber that attracts all the dust and lint in a 5 mile radius to itself immediately so there was still a lot of blurring out I had to do.
Though still not as much as with the black scrapbook paper. So.
Azoth is the essential agent of transformation in alchemy. It is the name given by ancient alchemists to Mercury, the animating spirit hidden in all matter.
Well, as you can see, I'm still all about lariats and still doing what for me is simple and minimal.
Though a whole lot of color seems to have snuck in this time. Check out this one for color.
I've had a few really lovely letters lately from people telling me how following my work has affected them creatively. One lady from Greece says my tutorials and blog helped her with her OCD, which is huge. Especially in the oxidizing tute where I say that sure you might ruin some supplies but if you never ruin anything, you won't fully know and master your materials as an artist. Which I'm repeating now cuz it's so true and that I-don't-want-to-ruin-it feeling is so counter-productive. Ruin it, damn you!
Oh check out this crocheted bead cap by shipwreckdandy! She's making textile jewelry components lately. Oh the layering makes me squee.
You guys my dog pukes almost every day and Mr. Devices won't stop fretting. Actually, as I write I can hear him making little smacking noises as he kisses Bingo downstairs. Bingo patiently puts up with it.
I feel like I'm once again struggling with pricing. Like, I'm picking numbers out of thin air.
Soon, all numbers start to look the same and nothing makes sense any more. I want to barter for goods and services instead.
Look at this, three similarly shaped stone things, all different histories- found beach stone, shipwreckdandy polymer, ancient African bead. And they're all on factory-made hooks which I've used as a chain. Cuz I do what I want.
These final three chokers you see before you are the simplest things I've made in years. I quite like them!
You can hardly see anything here, the woven background is so busy.
Some earrings, no biggie.
Starburst bone buttons from Teapotsandtelephones.
Finally, a pair of clip-ons for any unpierced lobes out there.
Of any of you are new lurkers and wonder how I connected some bit or what the material in some items is... please do ask, I love questions.
Das all for now.
Have some otters.
A late Christmas gift from me to you.