The Gallery at Round Top is having a Kimono show, opening February 5. There will be traditional Kimono and Obi, as well as contemporary interpretations in raku, paintings, silk – and jewelry (mine). I have been working like a fiend on making the beads, and the finished jewelry. I have old silk kimono scraps that I am cording, and making tab type bales. I’m using antique buttons for embellishment, and then of course, my beads as the centerpieces/focals. These are some of the kimonos – no pictures yet of the completed jewelry.

 

 

The Huffhines (Dallas) show was just right – any more business and I might not have had enough stock, any less business, and I might have been disappointed.  As it was, we vendors had our challenges – tornadoes and rain. The rain all but closed the show on Saturday, and tornadoes were in the radar all around us. Jim and I dogged down our tent, put the jewelry away, bought some Italian take-out, and snugged down in our hotel room to wait it out. Luckily the storms blew on by, and Sunday the sun peeked out, as did the customers.

 I finished up my custom orders, and now I’m at it again, getting ready for my last show of the year, The Rio Grande Arts and Crafts Festival Holiday Show in Albuquerque. It starts the Friday after Thanksgiving, and is held indoors (horay!) in an expo building at the State Fairgrounds.  I’ve got about 15 more days in which to make beads and jewelry, so I am torching every morning, and creating jewelry every afternoon.

Well, torching almost every day – I took a road trip Saturday with my sister and the local quilt guild. The guild rented a bus, planned the trip, and got our tickets to the Houston International Quilt Festival for us in advance. Going with the guild really made life easy and fun = no driving, no parking, no long walks just to get to the entrace to this humongus, fabulous show. What a feast of talent and inspiration. Photos were prohibited, so I don’t have any. I did come home with a few purchases  – some ribbons, a knitted vest/wrap/shawl garment, and a “kit” of preselected yarns formaking a sweater. I can hardly wait to dig into this scrumptious yard to  crochet something for myself after November.  Just can’t start that yet, got to keep working at my job (some job huh!? getting to make beads all day).

My head is swimming with  inspring visions and memories from what I saw at the quilt show. So I decided to make my own little quilt. I went outside yesterday, and snapped some photos  within a few feet of our front and back doors. The colors of fall in Round Top, Quilted Inspiration, right here at home.

Well, y’all, I am scrambling again. Think I was a wee bit optimistic when I scheduled four shows almost in a row: Midland, Antique Weekend in Round Top, Bayou City in Houston, and now Huffhines Art Trails in Richardson. Having successful shows is a good problem though – right? Right! I’ve made five new necklaces today, and over the last week or so 36 pairs of earrings! Tomorrow will be photography day, and packing for the drive on Friday.  Several people who saw us during set up and break down in Houston said they didn’t realize how much work it was. Yep, it takes us about 3 hours to set up the tent and display cases. And if there is an artist pile-up like there was in Houston, make that set up 5 hours. Luckily, not every set up  happens at midnight and takes that long.  Then, on the opening  day of the show it’s another 2 hours to arrange the jewelry in the displays.

We haven’t done the Huffhines show before, so we don’t know what to expect. If you are in the area, come on over and see us. In spite of everything, I do have some fun new designs – especially in the earring department. Here’s  one new necklace I have photographed. I’ll post more photos tomorrow for a real sneak preview. Meanwhile – back to the bead board ….. 

Septemberfest in Midland was so successful for us that my blog hasn’t heard a peep out of me. I’ve been busy making beads and new jewelry. After Midland I had just a little over two weeks to get ready for my show at The Gallery of Round Top, which starts for me this coming Thursday, September 30th. Then Jim and I go to the Bayou City Art Festival  on the 9th of October. So, I’ve been at the torch everymorning, melting glass like a crazy woman. Each afternoon I create jewelry. So far today I photographed seventeen new necklaces! I’ll squeak a few more out if I can.

Jim has made a few new pieces as well. They still need to be polished, so no photographs of them yet.

Antique Week is in full swing here. Thousands of people are in and around our tiny town shopping for every type of treasure imaginable.  It is so tempting to drop everything and join the crowd – I can’t, I just can’t. (Sh! Don’t tell anyone, I did sneak away for about an hour and found some teriffic vintage metal beads – you’ll see them soon in a few necklaces along with my glass!) Otherwise, no news from me until after these two shows.

Having skin cancer slowed me down a bit, and I missed the last show I was supposed to attend in Austin. I was looking forward to it too. Well, life happens while you’re making other plans. My face is healing steadily and by the time the Midland show rolls around on September 10th I shouldn’t look too much like the Bride of Frankenstein. I’m back to work full swing, and so not only do I have all the beads and jewelry I didn’t sell in Austin, I have even more (!!!) new jewlery. I’ll ply you with photos later.

Not much else going on at all, except working to save all our plants during this Texas heat wave. We get up around 6:30 am and  work in the two gardens until around 9 am, watering and weeding. Our “old” house, the wonderful octagonal nest we built when we first moved off the boat is surprisingly still for sale, so we go next door to take care of the flowers there first.  I know the economy excuses and etc. etc, however, really we just can’t figure out why this sweet house has not sold. So, anyway, the plants at the “old” house are thriving in spite of the heat, and the new ones we’ve planted in our zeriscape garden at our new house are too, thanks to our early rising diligence. It’s been hovering in the day to close to or over 100 degrees for it must be weeks now!

We built our new place mostly to accomodate Jim’s need for extra wide doorways and hallways – and my need (?) for a new studio. And we thought the original house was too perfect to remodel. It’s octagonal shape allowed us to nestle it into a lovely stand of oak trees, and we didn’t have to remove any of them to place it perfectly. Want to move to beautiful Round Top?  It’s not always this hot, promise. Check out the lisiting:http://www.trrn.com/detail.asp?PropID=62035

Oh, and here’s the Midland Septemberfest Poster.

It’s been one week since my surgery, and I am thankful to say I am much improved. The swelling has gone down around my eyes. I can see again – yes! Enough to be able to read, watch t.v. and work a bit on the computer. Yesterday I even made jewelry at my bead board for a little while. The incision/stitches wander from my nose between my eyebrows, up to my hairline in the middle of my forehead. Not a lovely sight, and the problem presented now is one of glasses. I wear reading glasses to read, “regular” glasses to drive or watch t.v., and  special prescription protective didymium glasses for lampworking. The swelling, pain, etc. in the area along the bridge of my nose is not dimished enough to wear the didymium glasses. So, no  lampworking.

I’m learning a new brand of patience. Many times people say to me when they hear I am a lampworker, “Oh, I could never do that – it would take so much patience!” Well, perhaps. I can’t say, since for me lampworking is  (mostly) pure joy in the process. I love what I do – love choosing the colors of the rods, love the zen trance like state I get into when I work, love the satisfaction of making what I consider a well executed bead, and especially love opening the kiln the next morning to see the goodies I have created.

As I talked with my sister about  how anxious I am to get back to the torch, and making beads, she  said. “Be patient. Remember what Daddy used to say to us,’We are acquiring patience.’ “  So I need to master the patience required to live through not being able to make beads. Seems I have already mastered the other kind, he he!

No new beads this week, only a photo of a  necklace I made prior to my week of acquiring patience.

Long Necklace in Copper with Red & Yellow Disks

Come on by this show if you are in the Austin area this coming weekend. I’ll be there with loose beads as well as jewelry. There will be a great selection of lampwork beads (not just mine), and gemstones, and findings, and finished jewelry, and beading supplies – a jewelry lovers and beaders dream. I’m looking forward to doing some shopping  as well as selling. Hope to see you there.

Commitment: 3. The state of being bound emotionally or intellectually to a course of action or to another person or persons: a deep commitment to liberal policies; a profound commitment to the family. 

Commitment rules my life.

I made a commitment in 1974 to Jim Foley. We married in 1977, and my commitment to him and our life together still rules today, 33 years later. Little did I know when I made the pledge “in sickness and in health” that Parkinson’s disease would crop its ugly head and test my vow time, and time and time again.  Jim was diagnosed with PD in 1991, shortly after we  moved aboard a 40 foot sailboat to sail around the world.  (Parkinson’s disease is a progressive, degenerative neuorological disorder. More info here). PD challenged us then and each day PD continues to challenge us to keep and meet our commitment to live full, active, meaningful, and useful lives.

As we set sail, and Jim’s physical abilities began to deteriorate and sometimes fail, we were tempted to despair, yet rose above the easy way out, the out that could have said “I quit.”  If I handed him a cup and he couldn’t grip it because of PD, and it dropped and broke, we swept up the pieces and started over. If his balance was unreliable, and he couldn’t go out on the deck of the boat without falling, we gave him a job in the cockpit, and I learned how to reef the sails as he would have done had he been physically able. The circumnavigation took us 10 years. We did make it around the world, and were both the better for fulfilling our commitment. We are enlivened by another vow,  our declaration to “Accommodate without surrender.” We will not let PD stop us from realizing our dreams.

Back on land in 2002 after our circumnavigation we decided to re-create the lives we’d led as artists and jewelers before we set sail. In the midst of that process, I unexpectedly fell in love with glass. We shifted gears, and made a new commitment, that of making me a star in the glass jewelry world. We needed to accommodate the limitations that PD put on Jim’s jewelry making techniques anyway. When his hands shake, and he can’t solder because of it, then he picks up the pieces and starts over again. Since I’m making the glass beads, he doesn’t have to set gemstones anymore if PD won’t let him. If the beads I make don’t seem good enough to me, I keep making more until I’m satisfied with my creations. When PD imbalance and freezing knocks Jim to the floor, he picks himself up and starts over. If because of PD Jim can’t do much at all physically, I take up the slack. Together we realize our dreams. We  accommodate, we do not surrender.

Commitment rules: a commitment to each other, a commitment to continuing creativity, a commitment to self-expression, a commitment to love.

Thanks to Art Bead Scene for providing the challenge to write a post on the topic of commitment.

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 ”Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the live you have imagined.” Henry David Thoreau

 

We’ve recently returned from Dallas, and are now looking forwardto our next show, the Texas Arts and Crafts Fair in Kerrville. I took a much needed break yesterday, catching up on grocery shopping, house cleaning, reading, etc. And good grief, I needed it too, since as I walked back in the front door, my arms full of groceries, a scorpion struck! OWW, did that hurt. It stung me right on my ankle. I kicked off my sandals, killed the culprit, only to discover through out the rest of the afternoon, 7, yes SEVEN, more of the nasty creatures. They must have  a nest right by our front door, and they seem to be sneaking in through a little gap in the weather stripping. Got to fix that!

Well, life in Texas I suppose – yet we have never had this type of invsion before. I am cautiously checking everywhere I walk, especially since I pad around barefooted.

My sketchbook is overflowing with ideas. I’ll be back on the torch today – and if I can just get those scorpions out of my mind ……………….