I loved the earthy colors in this jasper, and the bead was absolutely gorgeous and very different on both sides, so I wanted to fashion a bezel for it that would bring out the colors AND be reversible. This was way more of a challenge than I thought it would be!
I tried peyote, repeatedly, but the process of pulling the delicas tight to cinch up the bezel on the second side (the first was no problem!) kept causing a bead to break, just as I was almost done. And the broken bead was always 4 or 5 rows back, and very obvious, because the breaking of the bead exposed fireline and disrupted the pattern.
But I kept repeating what I had previously done, and no surprise here: beads kept breaking under the tension.
Finally, I switched to netting, and it worked:
The other side looks identical, except for a different pattern in the jasper.
Then I crocheted a beaded rope to further draw out all the colors in the jasper, and finished it with copper findings:
I really love bead crochet - I need to do it more often!
Showing posts with label bead crochet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bead crochet. Show all posts
Monday, July 9, 2012
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Something new
One of my William Holland teachers showed me how to bead crochet (rope crochet) last summer when I was up there taking a totally different class. This particular teacher is a good friend (she is nice enough to put up (and put up with) Bailey and me whenever I go up there for school, and she teaches Beadweaving, Wire Wrapping, and Cold Connections. I was up there that week taking something else entirely, but she met with me one evening in the dining room and taught me how to bead crochet.

And after that night, I didn't pick it up again until about a week ago, and it is now my new current addiction.
This is the first bead crochet project that I actually did myself from start to finish, and I think it is pretty cool.'
When I get a little more adept at it, I may start teaching it in my bead shop.

And after that night, I didn't pick it up again until about a week ago, and it is now my new current addiction.
This is the first bead crochet project that I actually did myself from start to finish, and I think it is pretty cool.'
When I get a little more adept at it, I may start teaching it in my bead shop.
Monday, August 17, 2009
OMG I'm Bored
I am so incredibly bored today that I am wandering around the living room taking pictures of stuff.
The boredom started yesterday - I spent some time beading (bead-crocheting, actually) - but making a bead crochet rope is just (to me) incredibly repetitive and boring.
And there was nothing good on TV, to keep me rooted to my seat while beading. So I didn't get much done - and the same was true today - I worked for about 2 hours on the rope crochet, but then I had absolutely had it.
So I just grabbed the camera, and started walking around.

I have an absolutely incredible lapidary collection - I have been collecting specimens for over 40 years. I even had a rock tumbler in elementary school, and tumbled rocks I found around Minnesota (where I lived at the time) for weeks, and weeks, and weeks.
This picture shows an agatized coral head, from a riverbed in Tennessee. And in the foreground, a gigantic piece of raw malachite, purchased from a published collector who travels through Afghanistan collecting malachite. (Or at least, he used to). This particular specimen is about 8 inches in diameter, and over 12 inches long.

When I was 5, I was hospitalized for about 3 months, and desperately needed things to keep me busy. I had a Lite-Brite - remember those? But after a couple of weeks, I had finished every single design available, and so my Dad brought in some fabric, and beautiful threads, and needles, and a embroidery-frame he had made himself just for me - it was adjustable to many different sizes, and the tension could be finely adjusted - it was a piece of art itself!
And then he taught me all kinds of needlepoint, including crewel.
And I spent ho
urs doing crewel - and continued until I was in my 30s.
I made these 2 wall hangings, which have moved with me over the years, but always find a place in my living room, wherever I set up house.
This lamp was handmade by Wishon-Harrell in their Muncie, Indiana, studio. I lived in Muncie for about 5 years, and knew both these gentlemen well, and have a lot of their artwork - many lamps, and a wall clock, and vases, and candle-holders, and entire set of dishes, including a casserole and drinking tumblers.
I have heard rumors that their studio is closed - of course, it was back in the early '80s that I lived there and frequented their studio.
OMG - I'm not only bored, I'm old.
The boredom started yesterday - I spent some time beading (bead-crocheting, actually) - but making a bead crochet rope is just (to me) incredibly repetitive and boring.
And there was nothing good on TV, to keep me rooted to my seat while beading. So I didn't get much done - and the same was true today - I worked for about 2 hours on the rope crochet, but then I had absolutely had it.
So I just grabbed the camera, and started walking around.

I have an absolutely incredible lapidary collection - I have been collecting specimens for over 40 years. I even had a rock tumbler in elementary school, and tumbled rocks I found around Minnesota (where I lived at the time) for weeks, and weeks, and weeks.
This picture shows an agatized coral head, from a riverbed in Tennessee. And in the foreground, a gigantic piece of raw malachite, purchased from a published collector who travels through Afghanistan collecting malachite. (Or at least, he used to). This particular specimen is about 8 inches in diameter, and over 12 inches long.

When I was 5, I was hospitalized for about 3 months, and desperately needed things to keep me busy. I had a Lite-Brite - remember those? But after a couple of weeks, I had finished every single design available, and so my Dad brought in some fabric, and beautiful threads, and needles, and a embroidery-frame he had made himself just for me - it was adjustable to many different sizes, and the tension could be finely adjusted - it was a piece of art itself!
And then he taught me all kinds of needlepoint, including crewel.
And I spent ho
urs doing crewel - and continued until I was in my 30s.I made these 2 wall hangings, which have moved with me over the years, but always find a place in my living room, wherever I set up house.
This lamp was handmade by Wishon-Harrell in their Muncie, Indiana, studio. I lived in Muncie for about 5 years, and knew both these gentlemen well, and have a lot of their artwork - many lamps, and a wall clock, and vases, and candle-holders, and entire set of dishes, including a casserole and drinking tumblers.I have heard rumors that their studio is closed - of course, it was back in the early '80s that I lived there and frequented their studio.
OMG - I'm not only bored, I'm old.
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