Just back from a road trip down the Eastern Seaboard from Georgetown SC (a very sweet town) to Key West, less sweet but pretty cool.
I'm somewhat obsessed right now with turquoise (waters). I'm always somewhat obsessed by turquoise, but that's another story.
Also, fresh from a vacation, or perhaps I should say a break, since road tripping that distance in just over 2 weeks with six people isn't exactly relaxing, no matter how much fun it might be.
And it was. Exhausting. Fun.
So, upon returning and spending two days doing cat laundry, our laundry, and remembering the most basic of Things Which Must Be Done Daily, I returned to the worktable determined to use up every bit of clay, beads, findings and assorted I've held on to through several destashings, gifts to local school arts teachers, etc. This is either before or commensurate with the painting supplies, canvases, oils, watercolors, acrylics and colored pencils, papers, canvases, brushes etc.
If I opened an art store tomorrow, it would rival Cheap Joe's or Blick's for at least a week.
This is where the 327 years come in. It will take that long, at least, as long as I do not buy anything other than fill-in to finish this or that. Ear wires. Chain. The once a year 2 oz block of orange I like.
The focal in this piece, as well as the two triangular beads in earrings, were made about 6 years ago. I made a statement necklace which I then couldn't part with and these remained. (pictured) There are still 3. The faux faux amber (I wasn't trying to make amber, just the color) are from the red bird pendant I made earlier this year, the turquoise ovals and heishi from The Stash. I used 20 including the 2 large beads. Okay, make that 479 years.
They don't look like Florida so much as they feel like it, at least to me, and my friend Sheila who is lucky enough to live in St. Augustine, says I got that right.