I’m going through a period of (quite a lot of) earnest reflection at the moment – and the extent to which I really need to change some of my thinking patterns is becoming increasingly and abundantly clear. I’ve been aware of this for a long time, actually, but in recent months it’s come into some fairly sharp relief. Which is a little bit scary and unsettling. On the other hand, awareness, understanding and willingness to give change a go are good things and important first steps, so hoorah for those!
Would you believe me if I told you that it has taken me an entire year to realise that I can make the photos in my posts bigger? Yes. Read it and weep uncontrollably, for it is sadly so. Worse, I have even reflected, from time to time, on what a shame it is that the photos are so small. In the words of the immortal Bart: doh! Continue reading
How – do tell! – can the five weeks of my beaded jewellery making course at City Lit possibly have passed so swiftly? Perhaps the old maxim ‘time flies when you’re having fun’ really holds some water. Perhaps five weeks just isn’t very long. But whatever lies at the bottom of it, Friday saw me at the fifth and last session of what was a very enjoyable course. I can’t quite believe there isn’t a class next week! Continue reading
This week, readers, I am wondering whether my holiday – long overdue and now pretty desperately awaited – will ever actually arrive. It will, of course (at least, I do hope it will!), but this is one of those weeks where each day seems hell-bent on producing – with quite some skill, I might add – a new and hitherto mercifully unappreciated form of mental torture. And the migraine is just the icing on the cake.
Those of you who read my last post (thanking you kindly!), may recall my vigorously announced intention – after a not-so-successful Week 3 of my beaded jewellery making course at City Lit – of rising phoenix-like from the ashes of beading despair. And did I triumph? Continue reading
Unfathomable and hideous to contemplate as it undoubtedly is (brace yourselves), it is – it would appear – possible to have a beading ‘off day’. I know. Shocking, isn’t it?
But that’s exactly what I experienced last Friday, when I attended the third session of my beaded jewellery making course at City Lit. It was particularly frustrating as I’d been looking forward with such anticipation and delight to learning more about wire wrapping. Then, thud! Down I went. Continue reading
OK, OK, so ‘busyness’ is really the collective noun for ferrets (according to my Oxford Dictionary of Weird and Wonderful Words), but I’ve borrowed it because it’s an apt description of some of my recent beading activity.
Not so long ago, I was in a high street clothes store and my eye was caught by a long necklace which appeared to be composed primarily of a chain of linked jump rings, each jump ring with a couple of beads threaded onto it. The result was simple but effective. I could make that, I thought. Continue reading
Well, it’s settled: there’s no stopping me now. Beads everywhere had better beware. If only beads could, I’d suggest they arm themselves. But it’s hard to take up arms when you haven’t got any of either variety. Which leaves beads pretty defenceless and me pretty happy – hoorah!
OK, so I’m over-excited. Continue reading