Because you haven't seen enough of me lately.

The Throngs.
I've decided that just like I'm a mess of fatigue and inaction when pre-menstrual, I am equally manic when post-menstrual. Cuz look- more stuff!


The Hanging Librarian.
Impossible to get a good picture while simultaneously capturing the blue goldstone glitter on these.
But they're on necklace strand separators! Squeee!




Now I Am Become Death.
These cones are from the same necklace those separators where from. I glued the opal glass stones into 'up eyes' instead of bothering to find matching settings.


Up eyes:



Palgolak.
Since all these comments about rushing through these posts for missing out on something, I'm all tense writing this! Especially since I have nothing much to say.
But y'all know you can go to the shop and then come back here to peruse at your leisure, right?





Flora. Flourish.
Also, you can go to "Subscribe to feed" At the bottom left of the shop, in the "Actions" section. That way, you can put a bookmark to the shop's RSS feed on your toolbar, or whatever you have, and a little number will appear there whenever there's a new listing. I'm not sure how it'll work for you guys, I have a Mac.


So go do that and stop stressing me out! Oh wait no that's just my hyper-mania...


Longevity and the Pharaoh.
Lookit- the amethyst slab is dipped in gold silver all around the edge. What would you call this? A geode slice?


Here's some more angles because I feel like you can't get a feel for the details from just one angle. The pink and purple rhinestone bit? It's from one of those cheapo necklaces full of aluminum roses, this one was a gift from Chinatown.


Light Vessel.
Eeeee! Here's the dazzler of the pile. And it sold before I even started to make this blogpost. So there you go. And here I was worried about charging too much.

Why do some things sell right away and others sit in the shop for months? And why come I can never predict which will be which?

Productivity.

Molrowing. Double Wrap Cuf...
To answer your question, Marin, I have no kids and no day job. I don't clean or do laundry- my husband with the full-time job does that when he feels like it.


Mostly there's tumble weeds of dog hair rolling by our feet. And yesterday, for example, I didn't remember to brush my teeth til 11 PM, unfortunately. And when I said I "cooked", hubs chopped all the veggies, I just dropped them in the pan and made instant rice in the microwave. Oh then I opened a can of coconut milk and dropped some curry paste in. And other than yesterday, we live on granola bars and other snacks.

Uruguay.
I think, though, that I am fast because when it comes to creative stuff, my mind works very quickly, so I can figure out what to do at impressive speeds. Plus I work in batches, and that brings a bit of the efficiency of an assembly line into my makings.
But more than anything, I can't stress enough how much being blindingly, life-crushingly obsessed with only one thing does for your productivity. Except in the case of adolescent boys and sex- it destroys their productivity.
 
At All.
But I mean productivity in the area you're obsessed with. And when it comes to masturbation, I'm sure adolescent boys are unequalled. Wait. What was the question?


Actually one of the meds I take (generic Wellbutrin) contributes to the obsession. In the commercial it warned to watch out for out-of-control gambling or hourly casual sex. So I went into my doctor all worried- "I have one of the side effects!" But when I told him what my particular fixation was he said, "What a wonderful addiction to have!"
And me: "Oh? It's allowed? I get to keep on enjoying it?"


Blazing Tongues of Fire.
Unrelatedly, seems none of my sales are from blog readers, as no one's been using the free shipping coupon code. So that's .... Ok, I have no conclusion to reach from that.


I was slightly less lazy on the narratives this time. I have so much good advice now from the comments and convos! But that means all kinds of things to look up/into and right now its 8:49 PM and I still haven't stopped to eat. Not once since my morning coffee. See what I mean?

Hello my beaches!
There is an extremely important futbol game on between Uruguay and ... Peru? And from downstairs I can hear my husband and dad yelling or grunting at near misses.
The Years.
At which my dog runs down and starts barking at them. He also doesn't permit any Wii playing in his house. So much for animals being wise and aware of stuff.


My hubs said these earrings were very colorful for me. He said they didn't look like something I'd make! Ha!


Greifs. Buddhist Reliquary...
I think lots of things I make don't look like things I'd make. And the whole 'branding' thing? I dunno. It shouldn't hobble us, should it?


It is so nasty hot out today. And tomorrow is supposed to feel like 110 degrees. I don't know what they mean by 'feel like' but I'm never leaving the house again.

Oracle. Buddhist Reliquary...
I want to do some soldering but that involves opening a window and that's not happening.

I cooked today. Coconut curry, my favorite. Veggies and rice with coconut curry. Not a meat person.


Never Forget.
I felt like turning on the burner was a crime against our AC.


Notice how totally lazy my item names have become? I am without literary inspiration. If any of you have any ideas, I'd be very grateful.

Heat Advisory.

There's a heat advisory in Chicago today- watch out for that awful heat! There's also a pet advisory- watch out for those awful pets!

Barathrum.
More head pins from Numinosity Beads. So fun and simple.



Speaking of Numinosity, check it: I sent her this doodle:


And the very next day she sent me these images:


And then I died.

It's been a long time since I did a before and after. So here goes.
I thought these were too much:

So I changed them to this:


A Cloud of Raindrops.
Cuter?


I had some weird light to wrestle with today, photographically speaking. Did add some drama, though.


Thus Solemnly Declared.
It took me forever to oxidize these damn reliquary whatever you call them. But just made them into simple choker type things. Simple for me.




Set a Fire.
Ditto. Lampwork by radiantmind. Who is awesome. Who else makes such tiny lampwork?




Almacantar.
This applique drop was given to me ages ago by Opulent Oddities. Goes perfectly w/the cut steel shank which God knows where I got. Proly a gift. So as you can see, it's all about the little raggedy chokers lately. I'll go back to some dramatic double-wraps but I have all these bits that call out for smaller presentations.



 Thanks for all your awesome comments, guys. That's good to know Stregata! You're in Europe, you must know all this stuff. And Jenny- you gave me so much good bits, if I had more time and less supplies, I'd use it all.  Eventually I will. I hadn't even thought of that, Sparrow, mudlarking there!
And now I gotta wrap up some packages. I could swear I just woke up...

Il Ponte Vecchio

When I was little, grandma used to pull out this beautiful  box when it was just her and me, and show me a fancy pair of earrings inside. She always started by telling me she got them at the "ponte vecchio" in Italy. Then she's always explain that ponte vecchio means old bridge- a totally unnecessary explanation since in Spanish old bridge is puente viejo- practically the same thing. But she so enjoyed explaining that, showing me them, and telling me how when my older sister turned 15, she'd give them to her. Nothing was more important to a little Latin American girl than turning 15, mind you. And with grandma's it was all about what they were going to give you when you turned 15.
Krioboly.
In any case, the earrings had the same handmade wire filigree as you see above. So I'm pretty sure these flowers, part of a whole broken bracelet I got, must be from Italy as well. Tons of stuff in Uruguay is from Italy.  I may have even gotten the whole bracelet from Grandma but it's all become a blur.


Hecatologue.
As the fancygirly filigree flowers above are balanced out by the carved horn rounds and stuff dangling off of them, so here is the grungy rustic salvaged wood in soldered bezel is balanced out by the pretty rhinestone/pearl/opal shimmery goodies sprinkled about the chain. Dear God that was a long sentence.


Because I had the wood piece in an all dark/grungy necklace and it didn't work. I forget my formula for balancing things out sometimes. All the time.


Embaphium.
These are little green apples covered in red candy coating. They're inside a little acrylic-windowed locket that took days and days to oxidize even that much, which isn't that much.... (hu?)
Anyways.


You guys, I woke up from such an awful nightmare this morning that shook me to my core. And it made me think of how I never share anything bad here, just silly anecdotes and stuff... Even though folks see my stuff and think I must be all dark and morbid. But mostly I don't share dark stuff because my life is awesome. Just that in the morning, before I wake up, my meds wear off and it becomes like a horrible acid trip. And even more so because I'm dreaming, so my head goes to the darkest most awful things imaginable- things I couldn't even say here.
There's no point to this. I'm just babbling.


Blindsight.
Here's a lightly painted thing. I put a lot of wax on top to try and protect the paint from rubbing/flaking right off. Hope it works.


Pretty, though, hu?]


Molrowing.
Remember the double wrap thang? Here's one in bracelet form- which is a good way to get more going on on a smaller piece. "on on?" Why aren't my sentences working?


Anyway. Here's a picture of the old bridge:It's lined with shops, which all bridges in Florence used to be in the Middle Ages. Instead of the original butchers though, now there's jewelers and stuff- says wikipedia. Damn, I'd always imagined her getting the earrings from an outdoor vendor. From, like, an ice cream cart actually. OK, I was 4 years old guys.
 Real talk.