I think I was so excited to get out my stash and put them in their little cubbies that I forgot to photograph them for you.
That’s a getting older memory block right there.
Only I’m not that old :(
Believe me when I tell you – the beads are beautiful.
African green opals, lapis, chrysoprase, some larimar, aquamarine, turquoise, green garnets.
I could go on, but then I’d have to start feeling guilty again.
I did think that perhaps I should actually start using more beads in my work instead of looking at them in wonder, so yesterday I started pondering on this.
Only it doesn’t use any of the beads that I bought this weekend because they’re just too beautiful to touch right now.
It does use a couple of the Afghan silver beads that I got from Silk Road Treasures which is one of my favourite booths at the gem show, but, I still have to see if I’m going to like it yet.
That’s my lovely amazonite cabochon.
I think it might well have found its forever friends.
Before that I fiddled a little more with something I started on Friday.
I think I shall call this set of finger paintings my angry bird period.
What! Picasso had periods, why can’t I?
And that’s it for today.
P says that I have to go grocery shopping this morning, but I’m thinking of rebelling. The idea of putting on my clean clothes, instead of those which make me look as though my bed’s under the freeway, just doesn’t fill me with joy right now.
Although I suppose it would be good to have something to eat tonight.
Man. My life, I’m telling you!