Second, I would like to produce evidence that I am not the only woman of the Cox line with the crafty gene- in fact, I’m probably in the shallow end of that particular gene’s pool. Behold, my Aunt’s handiwork:
She does remarkably intricate beading; the sort of stuff I’ve long admired but always known, deep inside the realistic portion of my brain, that I’d never have the patience for. I once tried peyote stitch; after much frustration and cursing I made a 1×1.5 inch pirate flag, called it a keychain, and never tried again.
I’ve since lost that keychain.
I’ve been naming them as best I can, because I’ll be selling them as soon as I figure out where the best venue is to do so. My dear, kind Aunt sent me this box of treasures because she heard about Tigger’s trouble- however much I may want to keep some of the pieces (seriously, look at that amulet bag!), they are predestined to pay Tigger’s vet bills.
I know, “I want this one” is not a very good selling name. I’ll come up with something better once I get over the whole “I want!” thing.
This last stitch she taught me years ago, and I had completely forgotten about it. It’s something I do have the patience for (just barely) and I love these bracelets. The spring-y one makes me think of lemonade. What I’m saying is, you can expect to see my own versions soon. Hell, I may even write up a tutorial- though I think I’ll wait for hers to sell first.
See? Look at those bright colors.
My biggest concern is that the first two pieces are easily worth hundreds each, which is well above my Etsy norm. Where do I go to find the proper audience for such beautiful things?
I shall round things off with a picture of the benefactor of all this mindblowing work:
Cat + Camera Macro Function = Love