The Constant Beader Blog

Where I will attempt, on occasion, to talk about my work, discuss my thoughts and give you an idea of who I am and why I create.

New Beginnings?

I've always wanted my own blog. Now that I have that ability, I'm finding it difficult, and a bit awkward: How often do I post? Do I have something to say? Am I saying too much?

I didn't want my blog space to seem as if all I care about is selling my jewelry. Actually, I really enjoy making jewelry. It's nice to sell something: it shows me that someone, besides just me, likes what I'm doing. If I didn't sell anything, my craft room (and I'm sure the rooms around it) would fill with things I've made.

Because I can't stop. I really have a lot of fun, and fun is good.

Learning new things is good too. I'm teaching myself to bead around cabochons. My first piece is simple, but the backing isn't to my satisfaction. So I'll keep it. Nobody has to know of any mistakes but me that way! I'll turn it into a personal necklace, but it's not good enough for anyone else.

For the second piece I tried, I dared myself to go bold. It Ain't pretty, but again, I learned things.

It was very fulfilling and a lot of fun to learn this technique. Now I have nine stones ready for beading!

I'm excited to reveal the first complete necklace that I believe is worthy of someone besides me owning it. I hope there will be more to come.

This, in a way, feels like another "new" beginning. Spring is in the air, trees are starting to bud. Birds are singing. I feel more alive.

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I've been crafting almost every day since I was in my teens. My mother was a display artist, when store windows in New York City were filled with paper mache figures of giant rabbits at Easter and whimsy prevailed. I grew up surrounded by glitter, sequins and paint. Many times, as gifts for birthdays, Christmas, etc., I received tempera paint, new boxes of crayons and construction paper. I cherished receiving anything crafty, and spent hours playing and learning about color, design and technique.

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