No hope at all …
This was the first and last time we won.
Yes, back in the good ol’ black and white days.
Oh well, there’s always next time …
Got to keep the dream alive.
It’s not called the beautiful game for nothing.
I finally finished the wonky necklace.
(Actually, I’ve placed the piece for the photograph more wonky that it actually is. It really didn’t come out wonky at all once I’d finished it.)
I decided to put its danglies on after all.
I quite like it, but I never know how long to make the chains on my pieces. It depends on the person’s neck really. I think on Etsy I’m going to just have to start asking buyers which length they prefer.
I took a break from the painting to finish it up as the jewelry table was definitely calling. I’m beginning to recognize it now. I’ll be making something, and even though I’m really enjoying it, I can feel my thoughts pulling in another direction. I’ve always tried to ignore it before, and get on with what I think I should be doing, but now I’ve just decided to go with the flow.
I did lay in the basic colours though, and I’m quite liking the table.
I really enjoy the vibrant colours that the oil pastels give.
And, I went ahead and sent my money off to Heifer. I selected the Haiti Project – here – although I’m pretty convinced that they just pool all the money and send it where needed.
No matter really.
So I’m off now to the studio to make my next thousand.
(See my charity update – here.)
As my new friend commented yesterday, there are many starfish to save – even if you can only save them one at a time.
(Thanks Fiona ;) )