I used to be a big bead necklace maker...as in, the simplest form of putting beads on a string, tying it off, and slipping it over my head. This was an elementary and middle school endeavor. Beads are almost like little pieces of candy, so colorful and shiny...mmmm. Someone in my family started beading sometime as well, or my grandpa just picked up a container that had beads in it. Either way, I used some of the beads and got really excited about it. For, like, a month.
Anyway, I came across the bead stash at mom and dad's the other day and decided that maybe someone else could put these to use, especially this collection of cool 1970's colors. New old retro stock, as they say.
If these don't sell by the time the listing expires on Etsy, I may just break out my old needle and thread and string these bad boys together to make a nice, long flappery necklace.
I just got back from Zeleny Fair in Parkville, Missouri. (Actually, it was outside of Parkville, or what people around here would classify as the nugget that is Parkville.)
I showed a mixture of wall art and clocks, as well as handmade stickers and candles. All in all, it was a slow start to the festival year, but the organizers are very enthusiastic women and SO very supportive.
Everyone over age forty who looked at this clock had flashbacks to their drug days while looking at it or something. Couldn't get anyone to buy it, but had lots of interest. Accidental optical illusion!
I make things. I find things. I want to tell you about it.