This pendant reminds me of the first bits of yellow green poking up through the dirt. I love spring, the smell of the earth warming up and coming back to life. The mud on my dogs paws. The excitement of your first blooms of forsythia. It's all so precious.
My golden Max was a gift to my son when he was 3. We went to a farm in north Jersey to get him. He is a funny looking little guy. His Dad was an almost white golden named Casper. Big, beautiful dog. His Mom was a really boxy headed girl who stood taller than most females. We usually get rescue pets but it was too late when we saw this pup. Max brings such joy and comfort to our family. He is the goofiest little trouble maker you could ever find. He is sensitive and gets his feelings hurt quite easily. His best friend is a little black alley cat we found in NJ. Max is now 8 years old his birthday is Christmas Day!
My favorite vintage dictionary never stops entertaining me. I made this charm from the anatomy section. I love the mix of something elegant and refined, pearls, with bones and oxidized metal.
I love this charm necklace. I truly feel that being an optimist is a choice. Think about it. Life can knock you down, and it does. You truly have a choice. Stand back up and be hopeful.
I made this with one of the last few pieces of my seaglass, I really hope to find more. Hmmm, I'll be an optimist. It's funny how it's so hard to find the time to get to the beach.
And a few pearls. This is an Interesting mix of industrial and refined materials. Some metal is from the hardware store and some beads are vintage pearls. I took apart an old necklace to get the big silver bauble bead.
Ok, I have had this buckle sitting around for the longest time. The thing is 5"x4". That's a dinner plate! I was inspired to try some new clay. It's cellulose and I love it. Then one thing led to another and I was working on this buckle. I want to find a black and white vintage belt strap for it. What do you think? Too much?
I live in a small hamlet in New Hampshire with my husband and son. It is a quintessential New England town with lots of character and history. We have a sweet golden and a black cat (did you know black cats are the last to be adopted?). I am making art again, after a break to raise my son. I have been away from my creative side for too long. I spent all my time on play dates and themed parties. I took my son to every art show and gallery I could find. I took him to music lessons and to live shows. I took him to plays and the theatre. I have tried to expose him to every food and culture I could find. I was obsessed with showing him all the different ways an artist can express themselves. We have lived all over the country and travelled as much as possible. Which is never enough for me!