Winding Around

Growing a bit tired of making the popular wave bracelets that I’ve done for months, I’ve been fiddling with other ways to form wire armatures for bracelets. I’ve attempted to apply the core of creative constructs, fluency, flexibility, originality and elaboration; but got a bit stuck on the first f. My goal was to find as many different ways as possible to create a cuff armature to hold gemstones using a single length of wire. I wanted the bracelet to have at least three rungs to make it interesting. Armed with lots of wire, I began in an attempt to be fluent. Alas, I wasn’t very! The difficulty popped up in figuring out what to do with the ends of the wire. Although I created several ways to shape the wire, few of them were usable. The first picture shows a bracelet adapted from one shown in Beautiful Wire Jewelry for Beaders by Irina Miech. I’ve made this bracelet before and it is popular. 3 wave bracelet Previously, I constructed these with deeper curves and more stones and they were nicer.

The second usable idea came quite by accident from a casual customer comment. When I showed her one of my large round collage pendants, she plopped it right down on her wrist, commenting that she’d like it as a bracelet. Of course, I went straight home and made one. (or two . . . or three . . . ) Two of the bracelets and one armature are shown here. bright bracelet I think the armature looks like a fish. fish

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

fish doenWhile working on these bracelets, I’ve had to challenge my thinking about practicing to learn. I’ve always thought that bigger was better while learning. For example, we use large letters and large musical notes in the initial teaching of reading. When I learned to do seed bead work, I started with larger seed beads until I learned a technique and then gradually worked down to the tiny one. Therefore, I figured that with wire, I could start with the big stuff and then refine it. That was the thought until my hands started to ache. With wire work, of course, bigger means heavier gauge wire that is usually more difficult to bend. Painfully speaking, I think I’m going to experiment with a lighter gauge and then graduate to the heavier wire. That said, I can only surmise that there are no absolutes in learning. How to go about it varies not only with the person, but also with the medium. I’m realizing that more pre-thought before jumping in might yield a more “comfortable” practice.

I’m still winding wire as I attempt to find the perfect cuff armature. Let’s hope another customer provides a good idea today.

Back to the Blog

Many weeks have elapsed since I last wrote and it’s time to get back to the blog. We held our annual cattle sale here at the end of October and it has taken this long to get a good grasp on all the shipping, registration transfers, etc. With only a few more to complete, I can see the proverbial light at the end of the barn.

We enjoyed having our family with us to help at the sale. G & K love hug Grandson Gabriel certainly encouraged us to keep the proper perspective letting us know when we needed to eat and sleep. 

Fall brought beautiful leaves and I became intrigued by the possibility of capturing their great shapes. The first picture is of the real leaf I picked up and you can also view my attempt at replicating it in copper.

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  copper long leaf     

I also liked the shape of another leaf and achieved a different color for it using a shorter dip in liver of sulphur.  This picture was taken before I added a few bead dangles to the leaf where it attached to the necklace. It has already left home and I can’t take another pictures; so you’ll have to imagine it with the embellishment which gave it more personality. fat leaf

It is good that I captured the leaves before the current rain storm. Most are now gone and today looks like the bleak mid-winter. Thankfully, this atmospheric condition will be temporary here in South Texas. We’re seldom too far away from another sunny day. I hope you’re making it a sunny day wherever you are.

Save a Turtle Today-Three Short Tales

Tale One: Driving along the curvy road from San Marcos to Wimberley, I stepped on the brakes as a young man was running down the side of the road toward me. I could see a car stopped ahead and another person emerging. Oh my, thought I, surely there’s not a wreck. As I got closer to the man, he bent over to exam something near the pavement – a great big turtle, lumbering toward the road. He quickly turned it around and got it back away from its impending doom. I chuckled and drove on thinking of other times I’ve seen people jump out of their cars to help turtles. I wondered if these folks would do the same for a person wandering on to the road.

Tale Two: My mother is a hummer. At times, this can be annoying since she hums almost all the time without realizing it. She can even hum while she eats. (I’m glad she hums in tune.) When I was at the nursing home the day of the turtle, Mother was humming that old hymn, Help Somebody Today. She stopped midhum and said, “I wonder why I keep humming this” and then she went right on.

Tale Three: The same day of the hummer and the turtle, I went to the grocery store, which is one of my least favorite chores. Grumpy and tired, I entered the baking isle, noting a young woman, studying the spices. She looked up and when I made eye contact, she asked if I knew which chili powder was the best. “You see,” she said, “I’m trying to make chili for the very first time and my husband doesn’t think I can do it.” I helped her pick out the chili powder and asked if she had a few other things. She took out her recipe and we went over it as I made suggestions and explained that the long green pepper she had couldn’t be substituted for a regular green pepper unless you broiled the skin off first. (She was sure she didn’t want to do that.) Finally, since she still looked worried, I gave her my business card and told her to call me if she got into trouble. She thanked me saying that her mother doesn’t cook.

Synopsis: At home, after the above three episodes, I realized how they all fit together and I felt good about the day. Mother is still teaching me; one turtle has been saved to race the hare another day, and a young wife, hopefully, has made chili. The message is clear, you never know when you will have a chance to save a turtle. I’m going to seize the opportunity no matter how small it seems.

Mixed UP Metals

In an attempt to complete some pieces that have been on the design table way too long, I worked with a copper piece today. It was one that I must have cut over six months ago. Several weeks ago, I picked up this piece and tried to do something with it by adding fine gauge wire and some gemstones. chainbadge After making numerous holes in the piece, I realized that I didn’t really have a plan and just let the wire and stones meander across the surface of the copper. It looked all “mixed up” to me, but a kind friend saw it and admired it. “OK”, I thought, “maybe I shouldn’t throw it away.” Instead, I put is aside AGAIN! Today, I picked it up, added the chain and put it on leather. It’s finally complete. I believe in creative incubation, but I think this was excessive! The learning I take from this piece is that perhaps I shouldn’t be so quick to throw something out. Some of my work may just need to go to the time out bin.

The second metal pendant resulted from a continuation of my efforts to make mixed metal pieces. I added one of Ralph’s Rocks from Wildtype Ranch (mentioned in an earlier post) to this piece and am pleased with it. mixedmetal triangle The rock hangs atop a copper shape with sterling silver rondells wired to the side. It has a hammered brass circle at the top. I’m finding it difficult to include the brass with the other metals and am hoping to get used to working with it. Brass doesn’t seem as “earthy” as the other metals, but I think small amounts of it may work in the designs.

As I continue the mixed and/or mixed up metal work, I hope to include more gemstones as accents and more unusual shapes and color combinations. While it seems my hope should be that whatever hatches is pleasing and wearable, I know from my educational training that this goal could hold back the creative process. It’s better to remain open to all possibilities and then later alter the ideas to fit the need. A bad case of the “too”s, as in “that would be too big,” that would make it too bright,” that would be too crooked,” etc.  can hold back creative function. So for now, I’m leaving the word “too” in the same wastebasket at “can’t”.

Mixed Metal Jewelry

When I first saw mixed metal designs advertised in the magazines and books, I didn’t think I liked them. Yet, I’ve tried to keep an open mind about it and the idea of putting copper, brass and silver together is growing on me. I’ve had a great time making mixed metal earrings as shown in earlier posts. I’ve made about 10 more pair this week which incorporate not only the three metals mentions above, but also leather and assorted findings from Home Depot. I think the people who work at that store were a bit amused when this woman got excited about discoveries made in the assorted washers isle. I found some great washers in aluminum (I think) that look like tiny cog wheels.

I’ve had Wrap, Stitch, Fold & Rivet by Mary Hettmansberger since my son gave it to me as a gift last year. This week, I tried the pendant on the cover which I made with adjustments for my materials. mixed pendant I added a couple of mother of pearl rectangles to calm the bright brass on the pendant. Since I didn’t have any silver sheet metal, I used a bit of hammered wire. The heavy copper washer on the back that helps keep the pendant from flipping over is not shown. I first tried this pendant on a silver chain, but thought it was too much and over powered the pendant. I like the leather better. I’ve worn this piece a couple of times this week, but had only one comment from passers by. I’m perplexed as to whether it wasn’t noticed or whether people didn’t like it. Perhaps it requires a different venue and deserves another outing.

I also made a mixed metal bracelet and am happy with it. mixed metal brace It hasn’t been “out” yet. I have a feeling it will be more popular than the pendant since woman really like their gemstones. I may try adding a gemstone to the next mixed metal pendant to see if that improves its popularity. Sometimes, a designer just needs to realize that a piece may not have mass appeal, but be looking for that one person who appreciates its uniqueness. hmm . . . this sounds like marriage!

I Think That I Shall Never See . . .

. . . a poem lovely as a tree. Do you remember that poem by Kilmer? I couldn’t remember any of the others words and looked it up today. It continues . . .

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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I couldn’t help but hold this poem in my mind as I worked on the tree pendants in the picture. Yes, I got a bit carried away, but why make just one tree when you can have a little grove?

We have had blessed rain here in Central Texas and our tanks are full for the first time in over two years. I’m just hoping it’s not too late to save some of the elderly trees. Many have already perished in the drought, but hope springs eternal when the rains come.

The Secretary Had Blood on Her Hands

It seemed like the right thing to do. The task wasn’t difficult, just a little secretarial work. It wasn’t til later that she realized the real nature of what he wanted . . . later, when she had blood on her hands.

. . . and so the story goes. Let your imagination run. What crime might have resulted in blood on the secretary’s hands? What messy, cruel act had sucked her in? Was it the promise of money, the lure of adventure or was it lust?

Late the night before when he said, “we need a secretary tomorrow,” she had thought little of it. Although she had other plans, she cared for the man and agreed to help him. It seemed so easy. It wasn’t until later than she learned the whole of the request.

O.K., enough drama for one blog . . . although I thought I would work at the design table yesterday, I was drafted to be the secretary while the men vaccinated, tagged and sampled our 137 heifers. How hard could this be? I would sit at a table outside at the lease pasture and keep tabs on the work. I didn’t know that I would get to be the blood card holder who gets to place the sample collection card under the tail of each animal who has just be needle punctured and is dripping blood. This wasn’t really very difficult, but it was REALLY messy. And so . . . this secretary had blood on her hands.

With blood on her hands, the secretary left the scene hoping that no one would see her. Yet, even after washing away the evidence, she knew what she had done.

Diverted

What does it take to come up with a new idea and a new design? Tomes of literature exist regarding how to stimulate the creative spirit and encourage it to develop something new. W. J. J. Gordon and Tony Poze working with Synectics as well as thinking guru, Edward DeBono, Lateral Thinking, have made a small fortune training corporate industry thinkers all over the world on how to develop new ideas.

While this blog could easily become a dissertation and list numerous ways to develop something new, today’s focus is on only one, diverting attention. There are many examples in the literature of instances wherein a designer, researcher, or developer spent intensive study attempting to develop a problem solving idea, only to finally give up and move to another activity. Perhaps the individual went for a walk, watched a TV show or, as in my husband’s case, drove the tractor for hours. In other words, the person diverted attention from the problem at hand. Amazingly, when the developer focused on something totally alien to the idea development, an “aha” moment occurred. 

It’s hard for many of us, particularly in a time crunch, to take the time for a diversion. There are all manner of excuses. “This is going to the store TOMORROW!” “If I don’t get this done today, it will never been finished.” “I don’t like to give up.” Go ahead, I’ll bet you can add ten more reasons. Yet, most sensibly, we should try diversion.

I have been attempting to do some sewing for my little grandson for a couple of weeks. Finally, yesterday, while stuck on a design problem, I stopped and worked on his little shoes. I became so interested in the task, that I forgot all about the jewelry problem and enjoyed my diverted work. I was not even deterred when someone told me the shoes looked like slippers. OK, that’s probably true, but wait until you see them in leather! boy shoes The child is only 9 months old; I think slippers are OK.

I must admit that I did not have any great “aha” during my diversion. Sometimes, the diversion simply refreshes you, as was the case yesterday. Following the shoe/slipper diversion, I went back and very quickly finished several pieces with which I had been piddling. A couple of them are below.

So, when you’re stuck, try diversion. I like that term better than “relax!” Type A personalities divert better than they “take a break”. Maybe one day I’ll learn to do the latter.

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plain bracelet

Pot Luck Bracelet

A few weeks ago, I picked up a new book by Irina Miech, Beautiful Wire Jewelry for Beaders. While I’ve wanted it for a while, I felt better about the fact that I waited for just the perfect, large coupon from the bookstore to get it. Don’t we all love a bargain? The book is full of great ideas and I must admit that as with most of my design library, I’ve mainly just looked at the pictures. Last night, however, after a very long day that started pre-dawn, my brain was tired and I decided to actually follow a pattern. If you’ve read my posts previously, you know this is not my forte. A few hours later I had a new bracelet. Did it look like the one in the book? NO. Did it have to look like the one in the book? NO!braceletnew The piece in the book was made with pearls and smaller stones than what I created. My bracelet was pot luck. I made it from the extra beads that lay upon my bead board. Several times during the process I thought I might need to turn back and actually plan, but I trudged on.

When I finished last night, I thought the bracelet was pretty gaudy; but this morning it looks a bit better. Albeit, I would not want my wired friends to inspect the quality of the work; it is simply a prototype of bracelets to come. I think with a lighter gauge wire and somewhat smaller beads, this might work. This cuff does not need a clasp as you can see from the second photo. braceback

Pot lucks at social functions are usually quite popular. Let’s just hope that once this bracelet is perfected, it too will be something people will want.

Papaw Polished

The pendant at the right is Papaw polished! papaw polished You see, my father was a woodworker, not a professional, but a great hobbyist with a purpose. After retiring from the Army and then from work with the Soil Conservation Service, he spent many of his hours in his workshop, sawing, sanding, and polishing wood. He could make a new claw foot for a broken antique table leg or build a cabinet from scratch. He fixed things for the neighbors and built things for his friends and family. When my family visited him, I could hardly get in the door before he required me to take a trip out to the “shed” to see what he was doing. Often, I was solicited to help with the sanding and polishing.

Often I thought I was finished sanding a piece only to have Papaw run his rough hand across it and shake his head. That meant, there was more to be done. Although I really thought the sanding was often excessive, I quickly learned that I might as well do it right or he would go back and fix my work which was the ultimate insult.

Following the sanding, there were usually layers upon layers of varnish that went on a piece until the polish was just so. Of course there was sanding to be done between the layers. Sometimes, things then required a light coat of wax  or oil to produce the appropriate finish.

Today, I couldn’t help but think about Papaw as I worked on the pendant for the pictured piece. I cut it, hammered it, oxidized it and put it in the tumbler thinking that would be the end. Wrong! The edged were still slightly ragged. So, I ground them with the Dremel, smoothed them with the file and felt sure I was done. Wrong! The piece still wasn’t just right. I could practically see my father shaking his head. Finally, I worked on it with steel wool until I had something to be proud of. papaw pendant Yet, I can’t help but wonder if Papaw ran his hand over it would it be Papaw polished or would I be put back to work? Maybe I’d better go feel of that pendant again.

Unique jewelry creatively made with care at The Ranch in San Marcos, Texas