Greetings from Sofaland.

Sofaland is as much a place as a state of mind. Weeks pass, years pass, and I still find my flat ass trapped in Sofaland....Anthroposophy.
OK, check out this pretty thing. Muthafucka's purdy as fuck. (Why am I so sincere in my making but so 'tarded in my verbalizing?)

So see how there's the heart on one side and the fighters on the other and, you know, duality, human nature blah blah?

Klaxos.
No such symbolism here but, um, it's blue. So there's that.

I made three of the beads here, can you guess which?
Waldeinsamkeit.
OK, so I'm in love with this stupid thing so just shut up.

Also cuz I made a ton of the beads in it as well and I'm all proud 'n' shit. Some were made in conjunction with shipwreckdandy (and here she's having a $25 sale) who sent me these wonderful beads but one time when I was in a panic over my inactivity I happened to have her beads in front of me and my tissue blade so I found myself faceting and embellishing beads that were gorgeous as they were.

But knowing how cool she is, it won't even occur to her to be offended.

Also I made that ring out of a bangle from Teapotsandtelephones.


Komorebi.
A study in violet with a stick from 4Ophelia.

Aware.
Here's a simple pair with more of my own polies. Cute, eh?

The Truth We All Know.
My polies with huge titanium druzies. Striation, crackle, decals, all set in a little brass cup finding. Actually the teeny bottom blues are mine too.

Ya’aburnee.
Yup.

Hiraeth.
Five of my own polies here, very different effects too. Very unusual, these, very 'statement.'

Very very.

History's Rubbish.
Hey, ho, it's a re-make of these from before. But that's all of this bit there was in the broken necklace so no more of that.

Djenné.
And another re-make of these which people keep buying so I suppose I should keep making... Don't I sound enthused? No, I love all my makies, don't get me wrong. I wish I just had more umph, more impetus... what happened to that supply-panic that used to spur me ever onward? Ah well, such is life. I've got so much to be happy about.
Y'all, thank you so much for your lovely, encouraging comments. I know I don't answer them individually like some people do... just cuz I suck.... but I appreciate every single one like you don't know.

Today is my Dad's b-day y'all. He's like a thousand years old. Kidding, he's like a hundred.

From the darkest depths, I re-emerge...

What dark depths, you ask? PMS motherfuckers.

Faculae. 

Lookit dis ting I made with an old broken kuchi bracelet and a buncha chain Linda from Teapotsandtelephones sent. Simple, cute? Not so simple to get all those rhinestone chains the exact same length though. Deceptively un-simple.

Synodic.

Buncha purple things. Why does the word violet sound so much more elegant than purple?

 

There's a ceramic wheel there that I added crackle to and a bit of iridescent paint and it came out much more interesting than it was.

Off to Sea.

I am so ridiculously thrilled with this. Just the fact that I was able to find a use for these Chinese ink painting and calligraphy beads. Cuz really, what was I thinking making these? 

And going with the travel-in-the-days-of-yore theme...

Promise to Wait for Me. 

Ok, look at the cab right under the main scrimshaw boat brooch thing.  See that little lady? I found that tiny thing in Uruguay. It was like a chip of bone with most of the lady rubbed off but doesn't it look like something someone would've taken to remember their sweetheart?

So I imagine this as a collection of trinkets from a journey.

Gokotta.

Here's a buncha grey-blues. The tin is epoxied on to the kyanite rectangle. It kept popping off though until I textured the tin to give the resin lots of places to grip.

Also I made the toggle by winding together two enameled head pins then hammering. 

Hiraeth. 

All three of these bits are from Uruguay. Still working through that hoard. The middle one is a mechanical pencil with real teeny rubies and diamond. One of each missing. Rose gold plate. Neat.

I made it super long, idk.

Aware.

Aware- (Japanese) the bittersweet feeling of a brief and fading moment of beauty. 

More Uruguay treasures. I had to struggle with this pocket knife for ages to get out the tiny rivet on top holding the knife in. There was a hole at what is now the bottom, but the shape didn't work that way, I had to connect it at what is now the top. I drilled hammered, warped the whole piece, put it back together...  African beads but you can't see the crackle all over them.

Aphelion.

Big, chunky, graduated beads in browns, ambers and oranges.

Some of my polies in there.

Acosmist.

Remember my buddhist reliquary pieces from years ago? Man I wish our sold items were searchable to the public because to find something now would take eons of scrolling. Anywho, here's this.

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I wanted to show you what I've been doing with polymer the last week or so. I had several ideas for beads I wanted to try and I realized that mostly they involved techniques applied after the beads were baked. So I was buying some findings from those Chinese mega-everything cheapo shops and I just popped some of these guys into my cart, just to try. I know you're thinking, ugh, but wait and see what I did it's alright.

Just so you know when I start babbling about sanding, I mean after you've baked, painted and dried them. Ideally, you could brush on the paint then wipe off with damp cloth before it dries but I think that only works with crackles cuz I kept wiping everything off.

Here's more details on how I made those last ones if you're interested.

Texturizing.

For some reason the hole on this one stayed very tidy throughout the texturizing. Most of them you end up with a big ol' mess of a hole. So now I sorta gave you a tute but all out of order!

I meant to make another video more briefly describing how I made a bunch of other beads but instead of hitting video, I hit freaking time lapse! So if you want an epileptic seizure, here it is:

Swear to god I'm a freaking idiot. All this technology, I feel like I'm eighty. Dasit, I'm done. You only get one animal gif this post, harumph.

(But look at him go! Squeeeeeee!! I've always wanted a pet raccoon.)

Latest.

Some new makies for your Easter Sunday/Passover/Spring Equinox celebration.
The Waiting Darkness. 
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."
-Terry Pratchett

So hey guess who's got contoured thighs and arms for the first time in her life? Aw yeah, Zumba baby.

Night's Teeth.
I'm even taking a class called BollyX that is all done to Bollywood music, with funky Indian moves and everything.

History's Rubbish.

So among all the piles that Linda of TeapotsandTelephones sent me what this gorgeous broken necklace with lots of wonky wirework. I unkinked them, removed the plastic rhinestones, wound it to a strong frame, danced a little jig... These earrings, they make me squee.

Diadem.
Those rhinestone rings she gave me. And the little star below and the plum glass pearls below that. Phew!

Dulcinea.
Enamel stick is from 4Ophelia. Very rarely can you make a truly asymmetrical pair of earrings, it's only ever a happy accident.

Curious Wine.
I had been hungry all the years-
My noon had come, to dine-
I, trembling, drew the table near
And touched the curious wine.
-Emily Dickinson

Theosophy.
Theosophy- immediate divine illumination or wisdom

Another petite cluster choker with real amber.
Thaumaturge- A Worker of Marvels.
A huge honkin' lariat.

Here it is worn almost like a tie:

I was also asked in comments for pictures from the Pulse Project gallery show.

Doesn't this look like a fun show to wander through?

Cool-ass airplane.

You can kinda see my necklaces hanging there.

 And etcetera.

Now here 's a gif of me chasing after my artistic vision:

Now I gotta got cuz I'm hungry, after which I'll be: