Tuesday, July 9, 2019
There is so much I like about this bag. For one thing I love the way one bluebird is looking up and the other is looking down. So often I do my beaded birds and animals so they are looking straight ahead or I use a simple profile angle so to get this look made me happy. Also, yellow is not usually my jam but the yellow rose turned out great using an all black line effect. And last but not least Robert did a FANTASTIC job on the leather work. You can't tell by the photo but this bag has the most thick, gorgeous, soft deerhide fringe. Yes it makes that swishy noise when you walk. Like I said, happiness!
Sunday, May 12, 2019
Spring is in the air. Mothers day comes at a wonderful time of year around here. All the birds have come back to have their babies, the moose are having babies, and the new plants have wonderful bright green growth all around. The gallery has started to pick up with people getting out and about. I had a very fun customer who bought lots of buttons!
Friday, February 22, 2019
I've almost finished this piece. "Elk Magic" It's been on the table since December 12. I marked it on the calendar just to see what we are looking at time wise. Only a little bit of snow left to do and I have lots of snow outside my window to inspire me. The white satin has turned out just right to use as a snow bead...
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Looking through some boxes under the floor (our storage space) and came on this photo of my Oprah bag. At one point in my long career I thought the key to being successful was to have a famous person carry one of my bags. I want to say somewhere around 1995-2005, giving myself lots of leeway because I really can't remember. Anyway, I sent the bag to Oprah, with no luck, no fame, just a form letter. I use to wonder who really wound up with the bag and then I just forgot about it. I'm just revisiting this because I found the picture but I do think that there is a moral to the story. Nothing wrong with trying a bold move in your marketing. Nothing wrong with the long haul of endless sewing and putting in the work. And nothing wrong with nothing coming of any of it. Really, now I realize the joy of doing the art is a life well lived.