I’m kinda obsessed with the moon anyway, so I couldn’t resist the urge to try to capture it tonight. I drove out on some country roads nearby until I spotted it coming up over a farmer’s field.
It took several dozen shots to get these two halfway decent ones, but oh, it was gorgeous!
When I started to make this bracelet, it was with the intention of just making a fun piece to sell for Valentines Day. But as I was deciding how to etch it and what the text would say, instead it became a reminder – to love life – no matter what challenges it holds. My husband and I have experienced some doozies over the past couple of years – illness, the loss of both of our mothers, job loss followed by extended unemployment which in turn has caused financial hardship…all of which equals stress levels that are off the charts! But – love endures – for each other, and for the life we share.
So, instead of a holiday sale piece, I think I’ll keep this one…or at least make another one for me! 🙂
When I saw that Lori Anderson was hosting another of her great blog hops I was ready to sign up, especially since this one has to do with memory jewelry – that is, jewelry that’s created to honor the memory of someone who has played a special part in your life.
Clara was my paternal grandmother, and was special not only to me, but to our entire family. Christmas Eves and family birthdays were always spent at Grandma’s house on Hendee St.
Grandma was gentle and soft spoken, but also very strong. She’s been gone many years now, but I can still see her in her dress, apron and cute little old lady shoes. She always wore a jeweled pin on her apron or a necklace, and had tea and cookies every afternoon at 4:00. To this day I think of her everytime I see a box of Lorna Doones!
God only knows what I was jabbering at her!
I’m the youngest child in our family by over 10 years so Grandma was already 70 years old when I was born. I knew her as the adorable elderly lady she was at that time, but I’ve always been fascinated by the lovely young woman she once was. So much so that way back in high school I painted this portrait of her –
The image I chose to use for my memory bracelet is from her wedding picture. I photocopied the photo, inserted it into a lovely brass stamping piece from B’Sue Boutiques and coated it with ICE resin. After that it was just a matter of adding a few crystals and a length of chain that I threaded with some tea dyed ribbon.
I like to think that Clara would have approved!
Thanks so much for joining me on my little trip down memory lane! Now go and check out all the talented artists and their beautiful creations on this blog hop –
My husband and I love Steve Martin movies and we dug out “The Jerk” to watch a week or so ago. One of my favorite scenes is when the new phone book is delivered to the gas station where Navin is working and he leaps with joy at seeing his name in print. I felt much the same way when I came home from work one day last week to see that the new issue of Belle Armoire Jewelry had been delivered-
Because – alongside the work of so many really talented artists – is this article!
This hinge bracelet is my all time favorite found object piece, and was also the easiest to make. From the moment I saw that old hinge with its chippy red paint I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it – it’s too bad inspiration doesn’t usually come that easily!
This wasn’t the first time I’ve had one of my jewelry pieces published, and happily I know of at least a couple more to come, but that jumping up and down joy is always the same – along with a sense of wonder that something I used to only dream of has actually happened. So, if you make jewelry or knit or paint or write – whatever it is – don’t be afraid to send it out into the world for others to enjoy!
Lately my blog posts have been about anything but jewelry, as my creative urges in that area have kind of gone through a lull. I used to get stressed out about that, but now I realize that channeling my creativity in other ways – like taking pictures of cows or the moon! – helps me to get a fresh perspective that really helps when I sit down at my little workbench again.
I’ve kind of been obsessed with these angel wing stampings lately – I just love the exqusite detail of the feathers, and the way they look in different finishes or with an added patina. That got my spark lit again, at least enough to make a few things!
By the way, the fabulous brass wings are from B’ Sue Boutiques – if you make jewelry and haven’t visited her store yet you really should! www.bsueboutiques.com
Every day on my way to work I pass a farm where there are about 8 or 10 mules in the field. This little guy is always standing apart from the rest of the herd and is usually close to the fence. The other day I couldn’t resist the urge to stop and take his picture – isn’t he a cutie?
This afternoon as my husband and I were headed to Branson, we decided to take a scenic route in order to stop at one of my favorite antique shops in another little town. He remembered a road that would make a good shortcut, but wasn’t quite sure which one it was so we tried a couple different ones.
Along the way we saw scenic views-
I never get tired of seeing those beautiful blue hills!
And my favorite thing – a lovely little ivy covered stone church!
Eventually we found the road we were looking for but I’m so glad we took those wrong turns!
This photo was taken on Father’s Day in 1961. My dad kept this on his desk for as many years as I can remember, and now it sits on mine.
I was fortunate that I had such a close relationship with my dad – as a child I was his fishing buddy and nearly constant shadow, and as a teenager he was the one who watched Monty Python with me and was there for me when I needed to talk. After I went to bed at night, he’d often sneak pieces of candy into my purse so I’d find them at school the next day.
By the last decade of his life I was living over 500 miles away, but would still try to get home every few months to visit. The night Dad died my husband and I drove frantically all day in our aging Toyota in order to be there to say goodbye, and I’m so grateful that we got there in time for me to hold his hand as he left this world….
I still miss him every day. Happy Father’s Day, Dad!
One long ago day in June 1973 I was walking home from a friend’s house and met the boy who lived across the street walking the other way. We’d met before, and had even gone to the same school, but really didn’t know each other. We started talking, and walking, and he kept making me laugh until we had gone several miles without even realizing it. At one point it started to rain, and still we kept going until we got back to his house sometime that evening.
As it turned out, we were together all through high school and married a few months after graduation. Our journey through life together has been full of joy and sorrow, and time has taken a toll on us both. He no longer has his wavy hair, and a middle aged face looks back at me in the mirror these days- but the young girl who still lives inside me is still crazy about that sweet faced boy and he still makes me laugh every day!