This is my first video series and it’s been a bit of a learning curve to understand YouTube and what I wanted from it when I uploaded my videos on there so I thought I’d just give a quick explanation of my thinking here.
When I made the videos I knew there’d be some extra notes that I’d want to include as I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to talk and make the piece at the same time. I think I did pretty well with most of them, but there are one or two which I felt needed a little further explanation.
Also I’ve included a lot of links to the materials I’ve used etc. for those who would like to know and there are no notes for any of this on YouTube.
To be honest, the idea of anyone being able to watch this on YouTube worried me a little bit also. You guys may know how I muddle through and perhaps forgive me for it, but there’s a lot of stranger danger out there in the grown up world.
I’m hoping this will work out, but just let me know if you have any trouble.
I’m just up and it’s midday. I keep telling myself, don’t think about it girl, just put your feet on the floor and straighten them knees up, but as I always over think everything I’m still waiting for that to work.
And then, when I’m finally up and remarkably find myself in the shower, I’m even more fed up because then I’m all wet and can’t be bothered to get out.
Also what’s not been happening is getting out and about in the real world, although that’s never bothered me much. Once I’m out it’s like, wow, so this is what civilization looks like, but once the initial surprise is over that’s it really.
And the blog.
What can I say, except that’s it exactly.
What can I say?
I’m boring myself to death in a dense pit of gunk so why bring everyone else down?
But every so often I feel that I need to at least write something. It’s like we had this thing going on and I’ve just walked off and not looked back.
I do think about everyone.
As I dragged myself through the post shower drying process this morning I even thought how nice it would be to go to Peru with Gale and eat guinea pigs! But then I thought of poor Guiness and how he’d be turning over in his little grave at the thought and how thankful he must be that he just died of a respiratory infection and not because he had been roasted alive in some charcoal pit in South America.
It’s nice to travel, but I guess you have to think about these things…
And I’m really worried about Cecilia all alone in South Africa going off on those safaris. Haven’t heard from her in ages.
So that’s me.
Still crying over dad.
I mean, not always, but just enough sadness to suddenly be brought up short and go through the whole thing again in my head. You know, like how he had just fallen over and wasn’t really dead at all, but then they went ahead and cremated him anyway, even though he had three weeks in between where he could have jumped up and shouted ‘surprise’, so in actual fact the crematorium killed him and it all could have been prevented.
You know, the normal thoughts…
Well normal if you’ve got this low lying depression going on with a touch, just a touch, of psychosis.
I have been getting into the studio as some of you might already know because of Instagram. I’ve also had a few custom orders which always surprises me, and have sold quite a lot really. So that’s nice. It just takes me longer and longer to get in there.
I’m going in there after this although really I just want to sit on the sofa and close my eyes.
Grief is an awful thing, and guilt, because my sister is left in England finishing up all of the paper work and what else is required when someone dies.
And she still has dad under the stairs although she says that’s o.k. as she lets him know the soccer results every time she needs to get the vacuum out.
So just in case I’ve managed to bring anyone down into my gunk pit here’s one of my favourite Christmas jokes to cheer you up.
As I come to think about my blog and all the friends I’ve met through it, I find that I can’t quite ignore the bad feelings that have exploded leading up to this election.
I’m not completely sure what has happened to us all.
I’ve found myself caught up in my own fair share of Facebook propaganda and yet have been surprised when I come across some pretty aggressive comments between people whom I’m sure are strangers to each other and yet believe are otherwise friendly and accepting . One time I even came across a remarkable post linking Clinton to child sacrifice and blood drinking satanic rituals, but as I’m desperately hoping that the people who believe these things are now safely back to their right minds I’m left wondering how it is that we have become so outraged by differences of opinion.
It’s like The Stanford Prison Experiment, but on steroids.
When all is said and done, however, I refuse to lose any of my friends because of the intense negativity of this election.
I’ve decided to remove myself from FB for the time being, except for sharing my jewelry, and I’m also going to try to turn off the news for a while as we seem to be living in a world hell bent on destroying itself and the hatred and anger is becoming overwhelming to me.
You won’t hear my thoughts on the election on this blog, that’s not what I come here for, and I hope that those who have found they differ from my posts on FB will feel safe knowing that I respect their beliefs as much as I do my own.
I’ve mostly been doing custom orders which is kind of nice in that terrifying kind of way.
First there was this one which I made using the customers own stone.
And then a ring, again using the customers stone
And finally one with yet another customers stone.
This last one was hard for me as the stone was huge and very thick and was also bevelled on both sides.
When I took it on I thought it was a regular flat backed cabochon which would have been easier to set, but with the back undercut as well I had to spend a lot of time fiddling around with it to make it sit well in the setting. As a consequence I used a lot more silver than expected. This is actually the second attempt so there was a whole bunch of silver that had to be scraped before I even got to this point.
The lady wanted bees and honeycombs to complement the stone.
To be honest I didn’t like it at all.
Not the stone, nor the design and I know that if I were a better jewelry maker it wouldn’t have been a problem.
When I showed the lady she said that I was close, that if I just took all of the silver off and put a couple of bees in the corner I would have it.
On top of that I had set the stone bottom up as the carving was supposed to be on the underneath.
I felt really awful.
I didn’t blame her as to me it was always a horrible piece, but I just couldn’t bear to do it a third time so I finally apologized to her and returned the stone.
I think perhaps now I can’t do anymore custom orders because I hate disappointing people.
I tried to like the challenge of working through the piece, however, I wasted a hell of a lot of silver which I have since melted down, but it means a lot of work rolling it out again. I did figure out a lot of things through trial and error, but really I didn’t enjoy it at all and think it ended up with all my bad energy in it.
Even looking at its photo gives me a bad feeling so I’m pleased it doesn’t exist anymore.
If the lady is reading this I’m sorry.
Then another custom order with a stone I cut myself this time.
Although one of its ball fell off.
After that I gave up jewelry.
Fortunately I forgot that I’d given it up fairly soon and decided to make a couple of pieces with some more stones I’d cut myself.
I didn’t cut this one below, but it’s definitely one of my favourite stones.
Nor did I cut these ones, but I am definitely working on never buying another cabochon again.
Here are some of the other stones I cut.
Such a proud stone mamma lol
And here is what I worked on yesterday and which I’m going to have to fix today
Call it OCD or what you will, but that left hand leaf is just going to have to go which means heating it off and putting a new one on. Which also means that I’ll probably have to reset the prongs again as they’ll most likely come off as well.
Then I think I’m going to try to stick to some simpler things.
Like the bangle below.
Why do I always have to make things so complicated for myself.
One day I’m going to make something that doesn’t have bits falling off it when I do the final polish.