This shell-and-bead necklace is from the summer after my oldest daughter was born. It was hot, I was wearing a wardrobe of the same three shirts over and over and I was just starting to get back to work for more than an hour at a time. I made this one afternoon in a craving for bright colors and off-kilter fun.
That was eight years ago.
Knotted #8 silk in fuchsia with vintage green glass leaves, pink shell flower and 14k gold toggle. I used that toggle because it seemed so lux and I wanted to spoil myself a bit.
I made this necklace years ago when my oldest daughter was just about two-and-a-half. I took my first trip away from her, an over-nighter to NYC for a quick trade-show visit. I knew she’d be fine. I missed her terribly, but I also really enjoyed a take-out dinner in my hotel room and a long evening of being all alone. Of course, I always travel with beads. This is the necklace I created. The reproduction typewriter key beads say ‘nearby’ and you can probably imagine who I was thinking about.
Another vintage buckle choker.
This one is the original. I found all those buckles in an old button box I inherited and the beads are from a broken 1920’s Flapper-length necklace that I took apart.
Copper jump rings with a natural patina, copper chain and hook, too.
Vintage glass buttons glued into cupped bezels.
Copper jump rings.
Vintage abalone tiles purchased from Elliot Silverstein way back in the long ago.
Fuschia shirt dress.
This necklace consists of large, flat abalone discs suspended from a large-link chain with square jump rings. It’s simple and dramatic. Hmm, wait…I am kinda seeing a trend in my work.
Wow, didn’t know that would happen.
Really. When I started this blog (exactly one month ago) I thought I’d unearth some long-forgotten jewelry designs. I figured I’d find something mildly interesting to write about a few of them and otherwise the blog could serve as a digital portfolio of my work. I also hoped it would make me break out of the rut of wearing the same necklace for a week and then choosing another one…to wear for a week.
AND, truth be told, I would have bet you that most of my jewelry was complex and busy. But somehow, the nice little graphic representation of my tags right there on the right tells another story. Look at how big the word ‘simple’ is.
Now, sometimes I worry that I choose simple because it is a shortcut to the end result. Meaning that while I could have, say, put these same discs in a fringed, peyote-stitched collar I didn’t.
‘Cause that would take for-ever and I’m lazy? Because it might be a bit fussy? Hmm, gotta ponder that.
(I had intended to write about the odd, random-looking clasp floating on the back of this necklace. The necklace slips over my head but the clasp allows me to shorten the length to about 16 inches. It’s a bit of what might be lovingly called Farmer Engineering. I can wear this simple necklace even more now that it has two lengths. )