tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16557958873089584382021-12-05T01:17:45.159-05:00Zoe Nelson -- ArtwearLiving the good life and making jewelry in the Blue Ridge MountainsZoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.comBlogger299125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-41881485681316466272014-11-02T13:22:00.001-05:002014-11-02T14:54:40.169-05:00I Retreated to Ocracoke and it Was Awesome!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hey everyone! If you have followed me for a while you know that I usually have to have an extraordinary reason to inspire me to post to this blog. This time I have something really exciting to tell you about, so grab a cocktail and prepare for a long post.</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kyt9o4IfenI/VFZKM_xUCiI/AAAAAAAAB8I/owu-bdXvj2U/s1600/IMG_1170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kyt9o4IfenI/VFZKM_xUCiI/AAAAAAAAB8I/owu-bdXvj2U/s1600/IMG_1170.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset from the Swan Quarter ferry.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">First, for a long time I've been reading and hearing about Art Retreats like Art is…You, Art and Soul, and CREATE Mixed Media Retreats. I’m friends with someone who regularly teaches at these events and she says they have become huge corporations and money making events. Now, Webster’s defines “retreat” as “a place of privacy or safety: refuge” and “a period of group withdrawal for prayer, meditation, study or instruction”. There doesn’t seem to be anything “retreatish” about these artist gatherings, just hundreds (maybe thousands?) of people in a large venue cranking out the art classes.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMmk8yDdEbo/VFZKnSt1nQI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/33ozVaW3FRg/s1600/IMG_1187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMmk8yDdEbo/VFZKnSt1nQI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/33ozVaW3FRg/s1600/IMG_1187.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't know what these are, but they look seafaring and cool.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Second, you know I’m an introverted hermit, right? I have a peaceful, quiet, stress-free life in a beautiful place, I don’t travel much and I don’t do well in crowds. The last time I went anywhere far away from home &nbsp;was to the PMC Conference in Cincinnati back in 2012. I don’t take vacations. I like the saying “Instead of looking forward to your next vacation, how about creating a life you don’t want to get away from?” I've done that. Therefore, art retreats like the ones described above are not something that would interest me in any way at all.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzvoOApG6nE/VFZK67RnATI/AAAAAAAAB8o/8XwiR5SjGHw/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzvoOApG6nE/VFZK67RnATI/AAAAAAAAB8o/8XwiR5SjGHw/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View of Pamlico Sound from our front porch.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hang on. I'm getting to the point soon.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">&nbsp;A couple of months ago a friend told me about a small Art Retreat called<a href="http://www.remeretreats.blogspot.com/"> ReMe Retreat</a> that was happening in October on Ocracoke Island,a small spit of land that's part of the Outer Banks of North Carolina. After researching it I decided to push myself and sign up to do this because it’s completely different from anything I’d normally do, in a unique location that I've always loved and, most importantly, a <span style="color: red;">small group</span>. &nbsp;Well, I’m so glad I did because it was AWESOME! I’m going to try and put my experience into words here, but it will be difficult to convey just how AWESOME it was. (I hope I don’t have to use the word AWESOME too many times!)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkbRjIoiubQ/VFZONOwG5NI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ZbkB6L3ySNw/s1600/IMG_1215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkbRjIoiubQ/VFZONOwG5NI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ZbkB6L3ySNw/s1600/IMG_1215.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One night the power went out on the whole island.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“ReMe" comes from the slogan “Rest – Relax – Renew” and is the brain child of the three instructors and hostesses, <a href="http://www.sweetrepeats.blogspot.com/">Jodi Ohl</a>, <a href="http://www.pennylarrowood.blogspot.com/">Penny Arrowood</a> and <a href="http://www.jeanskipperoriginals.blogspot.com/">Jean Skipper</a>. We also had a Den Mother, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/keencollection">Debbie Keen</a>, who kept us fed and the house running smoothly. (Debbie is a lampwork glass artist when she's not taking care of ReMe'ers) The 8 students from all parts of the country made up our small group of 12. &nbsp;I’ll let you peruse other web sites (follow the links) to see about the <a href="http://www.ocracokeislandrealty.com/OuterBanks/VacationRentals/Ocracoke/Details/SoundfrontInn/">accomodations for the week</a> (an historic Inn on Pamlico Sound) and to read about the classes with <a href="http://www.sweetrepeats.blogspot.com/">Jodi</a>, <a href="http://pennylarrowood.blogspot.com/">Penny</a> and <a href="http://www.jeanskipperoriginals.blogspot.com/">Jean</a>. And you can read all about Ocracoke Island (a place lost in time and the location of Blackbeard's demise)<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocracoke,_North_Carolina"> here.</a><o:p></o:p></span><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-769WNo0cjUM/VFZaWel9MJI/AAAAAAAAB9w/ahGDgtr_m-E/s1600/IMG_1274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-769WNo0cjUM/VFZaWel9MJI/AAAAAAAAB9w/ahGDgtr_m-E/s1600/IMG_1274.JPG" height="320" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunrise photo by Penny Arrowood</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The AWESOMENESS that I want to tell you about is that this truly is a <u>retreat</u>, away from the distractions of life (no phone, TV or wi-fi). Every evening we took our cocktail of the day, walked the short distance to our private beach on the banks of Pamlico Sound and watched the sun go down as the fishing boats returned home. Every day we were treated with delicious home made meals and snacks, getting to know each other activities and gift exchanges. The hostesses did their best to immerse us in Island life as we visited with a 6<sup>th</sup>-generation “O’cocker” to learn about what it was like to grow up in such a remote place. The head of the Ocracoke Preservation Society came to speak with us one evening and told us some of the Island’s history and ghost stories about the house were staying in. One evening we were treated to drinks and snacks at <a href="http://www.bookstobered.com/">Books to be Red</a>, a local bookstore/art gallery. We visited the remote beaches of the Cape Hatteras National Seashore and collected tidbits to be incorporated in our art work.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz-oSA-we3o/VFZK_4jbabI/AAAAAAAAB8w/cjED789Cj2E/s1600/IMG_1220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz-oSA-we3o/VFZK_4jbabI/AAAAAAAAB8w/cjED789Cj2E/s1600/IMG_1220.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another view from our beach.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I rode down with Den Mother Debbie, so I arrived earlier than the other students, and I got to witness how they transform the place ahead of time. All the beds are made up, towels set out, bathrooms stocked, classroom set up and artist sales and supply areas arranged. Laundry services were available during the week, if needed. We were pampered from start to finish, from unloading and loading our cars for us, to a daily newsletter that told us of the happenings for the next day, to being presented with a goody bag upon departure filled with nibbles and drinks for the trip home. <u>&nbsp;</u></span><u style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Every.</u><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><u>Little. Detail.</u> was thought of and carried out.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkSU3X1bles/VFZcLa2tYFI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/sMjo4ySfbFg/s1600/lighthouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkSU3X1bles/VFZcLa2tYFI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/sMjo4ySfbFg/s1600/lighthouse.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ocracoke Light, courtesy of www.exploreocracoke.com</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And the art classes couldn't have been better. We made books with Penny, paintings with Jodi and jewelry with Jean. Each artist/instructor provided all the supplies we would need for each project. They were well thought out and each student went home with something finished. We had two women there who had never done anything artsy before and even they were happy with their results, which says a lot about the instructors!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzlH2SmLoTs/VFZb5MY5zBI/AAAAAAAAB-4/oPuoOJxgEpU/s1600/IMG_1308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzlH2SmLoTs/VFZb5MY5zBI/AAAAAAAAB-4/oPuoOJxgEpU/s1600/IMG_1308.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My funky little lighthouse.</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dPrx9p5IfAM/VFZm9rbUceI/AAAAAAAAB_w/qVvauAojM18/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dPrx9p5IfAM/VFZm9rbUceI/AAAAAAAAB_w/qVvauAojM18/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My abstract painting. (Sorry, for the life of me I can't get this one rotated properly.)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P27g5ODfAr8/VFZcLEF525I/AAAAAAAAB_c/X0POKqfo9og/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P27g5ODfAr8/VFZcLEF525I/AAAAAAAAB_c/X0POKqfo9og/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My "Long, Tall Book of Days" with a wrap-around cover.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The best part is that we bonded. I was a little (well, more than a little) worried about spending so much time with so many people (12 people is a LOT to me!) but every personality was embraced. I did become so</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">mewhat overwhelmed towards the end of the week and it was no problem to borrow a car and go off by myself for a few hours &nbsp;By the end of our time together we had all shared some of our deepest secrets and there was so much laughter my face hurt. There were a few tears, too, but no judgments.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVOymgwhH4o/VFZcHP-lQlI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/y8V97uGQmK8/s1600/Lynns%2Bseagull.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVOymgwhH4o/VFZcHP-lQlI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/y8V97uGQmK8/s1600/Lynns%2Bseagull.JPG" height="180" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seagull following the ferry. Photo by Lynn Ovenden.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I guess what I'm trying to convey is that ReMe was more than art classes, more than a vacation on a fabulous island, more than a retreat. I came away with some new knowledge <u>and </u>11 new friendships that I hope will last a long time. I'm so glad I pushed myself to do this!&nbsp;</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxRmmpYIkvg/VFZav1MYihI/AAAAAAAAB-I/IbLoHl6pdt4/s1600/IMG_1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxRmmpYIkvg/VFZav1MYihI/AAAAAAAAB-I/IbLoHl6pdt4/s1600/IMG_1271.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seafood boil dinner on the last night. The shrimp were swimming in the ocean that morning.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There will be 3 more ReMe Retreats on Ocracoke in 2015, so go to the <a href="http://www.remeretreats.blogspot.com/">website</a> and sign up before all of the limited spaces are gone. You'll have no regrets. It's AWESOME!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">More Ocracoke Photos:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-8JMkUa0IM/VFZatkaO15I/AAAAAAAAB-A/N8Hk33truDY/s1600/IMG_1282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-8JMkUa0IM/VFZatkaO15I/AAAAAAAAB-A/N8Hk33truDY/s1600/IMG_1282.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pelicans</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WEMINSByYPo/VFZamauJ6qI/AAAAAAAAB94/1oAkC45Y9-4/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WEMINSByYPo/VFZamauJ6qI/AAAAAAAAB94/1oAkC45Y9-4/s1600/IMG_1276.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An "Ocracat". One of the feral cats that everyone feeds.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vL_ulQDPX0Y/VFZKUbrvrtI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/f6m7TCL4L1Q/s1600/IMG_1185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vL_ulQDPX0Y/VFZKUbrvrtI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/f6m7TCL4L1Q/s1600/IMG_1185.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Sound Front Inn</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPt_O8b4eX8/VFZOW6err-I/AAAAAAAAB9M/qKmeME57hek/s1600/IMG_1194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPt_O8b4eX8/VFZOW6err-I/AAAAAAAAB9M/qKmeME57hek/s1600/IMG_1194.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beach ephemera.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SojMSAkUwFg/VFZqz6J2QTI/AAAAAAAACAM/GL3oXT9Viyg/s1600/IMG_1239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SojMSAkUwFg/VFZqz6J2QTI/AAAAAAAACAM/GL3oXT9Viyg/s1600/IMG_1239.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Della Gaskill, 6th generation O'coker and champion fig cake baker.</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ8ZEx9Q9RQ/VFZq3qWePeI/AAAAAAAACAU/M5sYpKDBFJk/s1600/IMG_1254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ8ZEx9Q9RQ/VFZq3qWePeI/AAAAAAAACAU/M5sYpKDBFJk/s1600/IMG_1254.JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cape Hatteras National Seashore. Part of the National Park Service.</td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-33071555581012901232014-05-23T11:14:00.001-04:002014-05-23T11:14:42.887-04:00Breaking Through the Creativity Log Jam <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Wow! Here I am again! I know you’re amazed, and it amazes me even more. Fair warning, though: don’t get too used to it.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I know you’ve heard about writers getting writer’s block and my loss of jewelry making mojo was the same sort of thing. It was starting to bother me a lot because I still need to make a living and I have a Trunk Show coming up and galleries to fill for tourist season. Not to mention my poor, neglected Etsy Shop! Inventory was so low that I considered selling some of the pieces I had made for myself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>And then, the most amazing thing happened…</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A little over a month ago I woke in the middle of the night (something that’s not unusual for me) with an idea for a pendant. I had all the details, the design and texture and how to build it. I was so excited to have something creative happening in my head! As I laid there trying to go back to sleep I kept telling myself to write this idea down because I wouldn’t remember it in the morning. I’d drift a little and wake again and repeat “get up and write that down!”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Finally, since sleep was not happening, I decided to get up and go in the studio and <u>make</u>that piece.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As soon as I opened a package of PMC3 the next idea hit me! And then the next! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>I ended up staying in the studio of several hours that night and finally had to stop and go back to bed when I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span></span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After sleeping late the next morning all I wanted to do was make jewelry, but there&nbsp;were too many other things&nbsp;to do that day. I had appointments and errands to run and it was a gorgeous day to be outside. The gardening bug was getting to me, too, and I really hated the idea of being inside on a pretty day.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Then&nbsp;another idea&nbsp;hit me: Second shift! For the next week and a half I would go in the studio at about 5:00 in the afternoon and work until midnight or so. I recorded “Good Morning America” so that when I woke up around 9:00 a.m. I could pretend it was my usual time of 7:00. I’d work in the yard and do other things in the daylight hours. Perfect!&nbsp;</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s amazing to me that that one idea in the middle of the night broke the spell that had frozen my creativity for over 4 months. Then the idea to change my schedule so that I could accomplish all the things I wanted to do was just brilliant, if I do say so myself!&nbsp;</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After a while I went back to a normal schedule because I was not in such a manic creative mood once I got the first few ideas out. (This whole thing really confused poor Lola. Cats are very schedule oriented people!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2iusOqkiJQ/U39lvu8_04I/AAAAAAAABuo/3HUj-272lTQ/s1600/Necklace2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2iusOqkiJQ/U39lvu8_04I/AAAAAAAABuo/3HUj-272lTQ/s1600/Necklace2.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span></span>&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span></span>&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>I finished <span style="color: red; font-size: large;">TWENTY SEVEN</span> new pieces! My camera broke, so I only have my phone to take pictures with and it doesn’t do close-ups very well. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QC-mIBU07Gk/U39i4SilAZI/AAAAAAAABuY/WVsLyfaqbmc/s1600/2014-05-22+11.24.36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QC-mIBU07Gk/U39i4SilAZI/AAAAAAAABuY/WVsLyfaqbmc/s1600/2014-05-22+11.24.36.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span>&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span>&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 248.25pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I took this one of some of my favorites from the batch when I was at the gallery the other day. I ordered a macro lens that attaches to my phone, so I’ll have more and better pictures when that arrives. I hope to get the Etsy Shop updated soon. Wow. Feels good to be back at it! <o:p></o:p></span></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-60451609672943406592014-04-29T10:54:00.000-04:002014-04-29T10:54:05.657-04:00What a Long, Strange Trip It's Been!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RhVnQrf3RA/U1-2gKo_31I/AAAAAAAABtk/jl-hEDk6kdQ/s1600/violas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0RhVnQrf3RA/U1-2gKo_31I/AAAAAAAABtk/jl-hEDk6kdQ/s1600/violas.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hi! It’s been a long time since I abandoned this blog and I’m not quite sure where to start again. I guess I should start at the beginning and see what happens. Or, start at what I thought was the end… semantics… anyway, here we go.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">At the end of 2012 I was tired, burned out, and overwhelmed. I had to let the blog go to focus on other things, and I’m glad I did. It had become more of a burden than a pleasure; I had the feeling that I was working my butt off to come up with interesting posts and not getting much in return. After all this time I realize now that it’s about the writing, not about the reading. It’s a perk to know that people out there in the ethers enjoy what I write, but I understand now that’s not what it’s about.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">2013 was a hell of a year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>At the end of January my property flooded and that scared the crap out of me. I was sure the water would get in the house, so I threw some things in the car, stuffed Lola into her carrier and drove to my neighbor’s property on higher ground. It was too late to drive across the bridge. I stayed in the car for 5 hours (with Lola yowling the entire time) until the water went down enough that I could get back to the house. No water got inside the house, but my front yard and driveway were washed away. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>Many hundreds of dollars’ worth of gravel later the damage to the road and around the bridge was repaired and I had a guy dig some ditches to drain the water from the front yard. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>Then, it happened all over again in July. Who knew rocks could be so expensive? The gravel/grading guy said “The rocks are free but it’s expensive to get them out of the mountain and over to your house.”&nbsp;</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Every time it rained I was afraid it would flood again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>These fears&nbsp;brought to the forefront&nbsp;just how isolated I am here, how increasingly difficult it is to keep up with things by myself, and how it’s almost impossible to find anyone to help, even if I offer to pay them. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>I have one neighbor who used to help me all the time, but he’s been laid up with a couple of surgeries. The other neighbors are either too busy or incapable of understanding the meaning of being a good neighbor and doing someone a favor.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span>&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The combination of fear, anxiety and no support system led me to decide that the best thing to do would be to sell this property and move to a better location that wouldn’t terrify me if the skies turned dark. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>At first I pondered moving off the mountain so I could be<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>closer to family, but I realized that (1) they’re all so busy they wouldn’t know I was there, (2) all my business relationships are here, and (3) my small group of close friends is here. I decided to stay in this area, but find some place out of the flood zone.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;And, it's just so GORGEOUS here!</span></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span></o:p>&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywRjpQlqwc8/U1-35zdKjJI/AAAAAAAABuA/kuymmd70jVk/s1600/View1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ywRjpQlqwc8/U1-35zdKjJI/AAAAAAAABuA/kuymmd70jVk/s1600/View1.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I spent a large portion of the rest of the year purging, cleaning, painting, repairing and generally getting the house ready to put on the market. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>I’ve been here 12 years and it’s amazing how much one person can accumulate. Lots of it went to the dump or to Goodwill. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>All with the goal in mind to list it in the spring. Like <u>now, </u>but it hasn’t happened. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>After looking online for months I’m disappointed to find that there’s nothing on the market that I even want to go look at, much less move to. Right now<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>I’m too chicken to put this place on the market and risk having it sell when I don’t have even a clue as to where I’d want to end up, but that's what I might have to do.</span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">There are so many factors to consider and it's stressing me out. I thought about getting some flood insurance and sticking around here for awhile, but&nbsp;I found out that it would cost me $1,000 to get a Certificate of Elevation from a surveyor, a document required just&nbsp;to get a quote for flood insurance.</span><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp;So now I feel trapped, too.</span></o:p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAQbZt2BKiw/U1-2oAqRKKI/AAAAAAAABt0/KD2IY_dWRXc/s1600/creativeprocess.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAQbZt2BKiw/U1-2oAqRKKI/AAAAAAAABt0/KD2IY_dWRXc/s1600/creativeprocess.JPG" height="210" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The beginning of 2014 has been strange. First, several appliances crapped out on me. The dryer had to be repaired, the washer had to be replaced and the furnace blower motor quit working. That took nearly two weeks for the part to arrive,&nbsp;and luckily I have gas logs that kept the house warm.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span>&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I usually spend the winter months in my studio building up my inventory for tourist and show season. This year I lost my mojo. I couldn’t work. It’s happened before but has never lasted this long and I’m starting to get worried.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>I tried several times to force myself, but nothing would come out. I crocheted an afghan that kept getting bigger and bigger until I ran out of yarn after about a month. I packed up a lot of things in my studio in anticipation of moving and sold a lot of supplies that I knew I would never use. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span>I binge watched “Breaking Bad” and “Orange is the New Black”. I tried to trick my creativity by imposing deadlines. I solicited advice from fellow artists and received lots of tips for jump starting things and lots of opinions as to why this was happening.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span>Nothing worked until recently, but that’s for the next post.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8lGW7ZB1zk/U1-2kE9WCZI/AAAAAAAABts/MNzYjB_My1w/s1600/afghan.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8lGW7ZB1zk/U1-2kE9WCZI/AAAAAAAABts/MNzYjB_My1w/s1600/afghan.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div><br /><span id="goog_1968753542"><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">So, I’m back. I feel like I took a detour and wound up right back where I needed to be. No promises as to how long this will last or how often I’ll post here, but this is the start of something new and right now I’m excited about it. <o:p></o:p></span></div></span><br />Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-54098591008534285982014-04-06T11:51:00.000-04:002014-04-06T11:51:06.280-04:00Am I Crazy, Or What?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SyI5ii7pFfo/U0F2xTWrSII/AAAAAAAABtE/cm_BLFJriNw/s1600/DSC_0662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SyI5ii7pFfo/U0F2xTWrSII/AAAAAAAABtE/cm_BLFJriNw/s1600/DSC_0662.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Orchid from the Biltmore House, Asheville, NC</td></tr></tbody></table><br />After way over a year, is there anyone at all out there who would still read this blog? I feel like I'm peeking around a corner to see if any of my friends are still here. I've had the urge lately to do some writing and I'm wondering if it's worth my time and effort, since I share most things on Facebook. What do you think?<br /><br />Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-19174029242844200892012-12-11T14:45:00.000-05:002012-12-11T14:45:00.980-05:00Lately I Hate This BlogI'm just not inspired to keep up with it. And when some time goes by without a post I feel guilty and it weighs on me, always in the back of my mind. I look at my stats and that's discouraging, too. Over the last 15 posts there have been an average of 14 views and exactly 7 comments. I really appreciate those of you that read and comment, but there's just not enough of you to make me feel like this is a worthwhile effort. So, I'm done. For now. I might be back, though, who knows? I'm at least done until next year. Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-80619786495272755082012-11-26T17:40:00.000-05:002012-11-26T17:40:37.697-05:00Wrap It Up!Have you been noticing the wrap bracelets that celebrities are wearing now? I looked them up and they're made by a designer named&nbsp;Chan Luu and they're extremely expensive. Hundreds of dollars.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnvx6hpvcIw/ULPn05fZCbI/AAAAAAAABpA/eOw07WnBOL8/s1600/Chanluu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="165" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnvx6hpvcIw/ULPn05fZCbI/AAAAAAAABpA/eOw07WnBOL8/s320/Chanluu.jpg" tea="true" width="320" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SfVl53dMs0g/ULPoEZz6shI/AAAAAAAABpI/5lMV4vxHuXA/s1600/Chanluu1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="165" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SfVl53dMs0g/ULPoEZz6shI/AAAAAAAABpI/5lMV4vxHuXA/s320/Chanluu1.jpg" tea="true" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photos from <a href="http://www.chanluu.com/">www.chanluu.com</a><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">Then, I saw this bracelet on Pinterest:</div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu5T37rAtDE/ULPogmN_yoI/AAAAAAAABpU/jukO251csVI/s1600/Bracelet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu5T37rAtDE/ULPogmN_yoI/AAAAAAAABpU/jukO251csVI/s1600/Bracelet.jpg" tea="true" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo from <a href="http://www.beadshop.com/">www.beadshop.com</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center">This one has the gemstones laddered between two lengths of leather cord like the Chan Luu bracelets, but also has sections of woven Chinese knotting cord, giving the bracelet a lot more color. Plus, it wrapped around the wrist five times! The list of "ingredients" and&nbsp;instructions for how to make one are on the website.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">That got me thinking... I had some leather cord and lots and lots of beads to choose from. I didn't have Chinese knotting cord, but I did have a huge wad of tangled up embroidery floss in every color imaginable. I also had some silver buttons that I'd bought 20 years ago&nbsp;for some kind of project&nbsp;but had never used. You know where this is going, don't you?</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltaaT9FrFcE/ULPqsDQdEHI/AAAAAAAABpc/B_nZB2SbZqQ/s1600/Bracel2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltaaT9FrFcE/ULPqsDQdEHI/AAAAAAAABpc/B_nZB2SbZqQ/s320/Bracel2.JPG" tea="true" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">This is the first one I made. I used random colors and some beads that seemed right. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I had so much fun making it that I made another one. This one I planned out and tried to use coordinating colors:</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hh61dVehV4/ULPsEytqjbI/AAAAAAAABpk/4JJtFTrPVaY/s1600/Bracelet3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Hh61dVehV4/ULPsEytqjbI/AAAAAAAABpk/4JJtFTrPVaY/s320/Bracelet3.JPG" tea="true" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">Things I learned:</div><div align="left"><br /></div><ul><li><div align="left">Since the embroidery floss is cotton, not nylon like the Chinese knotting cord, I couldn't burn the ends and had to glue them. So the back is probably not as finished looking as the ones made with the knotting cord. </div></li><li><div align="left">On the first one I used a single strand of black Nymo beading thread for the bead laddering. I was afraid this might not be strong enough, so on the second one I used a #2 beading cord.</div></li><li>I understand why the Chan Luu's cost so much. It took me a day and a half to make one of them, so the price of $150-$200 sounds about right to me. If you really, really want one I'd make another just because it was so much fun. Contact me and we'll negotiate price.</li><li>It's a good idea to only work on these when the cat is sleeping. </li></ul>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-68424130590363143822012-11-20T16:59:00.001-05:002012-11-20T17:02:26.330-05:00Two New Shop ListingsHere's my latest Etsy shop listings. I'm also using Blogger's new iPad app, and I can't see how to link to the shop, or the listings. So, look over on the right side bar and you'll see how to do that. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QPNo8p4EIe0/UKv9JEdTMOI/AAAAAAAABoY/i4PjBbBftNY/s640/blogger-image--2055844039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QPNo8p4EIe0/UKv9JEdTMOI/AAAAAAAABoY/i4PjBbBftNY/s640/blogger-image--2055844039.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aDxEA3rYSwQ/UKv9JuUlCmI/AAAAAAAABog/AAlIqXtkCoo/s640/blogger-image--1003653665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aDxEA3rYSwQ/UKv9JuUlCmI/AAAAAAAABog/AAlIqXtkCoo/s640/blogger-image--1003653665.jpg" /></a></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-23735466679655287012012-11-19T15:32:00.000-05:002012-11-19T15:32:40.349-05:00Happy Birthday To Me!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2VgqZojl7E/UKqQo0qC8LI/AAAAAAAABnE/qABVNyN9bJA/s1600/balloons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2VgqZojl7E/UKqQo0qC8LI/AAAAAAAABnE/qABVNyN9bJA/s320/balloons.jpg" width="274" /></a></div>Last Saturday was my birthday, and I certainly felt special!&nbsp;My sister came to stay for the weekend and we did the tourist thing around downtown Boone, including a shop called the <a href="http://www.theartofoil.com/">Art of Oil</a>. They have olive oils and vinegars that you can taste and they'll recommend pairings.&nbsp;I brought home some of the pumpkin pie spiced balsamic vinegar, which should make yummy salad dressings this fall. Then we went out to dinner and came home, changed into our jammies,&nbsp;and watched a chick flick and drank wine.<br /><br />After she left on Sunday&nbsp;some folks picked me up&nbsp;and we went to the movies. We saw "Lincoln", which I thought was excellent and I think there will be&nbsp;several Oscars from that film. All in all, it was&nbsp;the perfect&nbsp;birthday weekend.<br /><br />The Trunk Show in Charlotte is shaping up. It will be at my friends Douglas and&nbsp;Kimberly's house in the University area on Saturday December 8 from 12:00-4:00 and Sunday December 9 from 12:00 to 3:00. If you need directions, contact me and I'll email them to you off this blog. We&nbsp;don't want her address plastered all over the internet. <br /><br />It's also time for shameless internet self-promotion. I don't have the advertising budget that the big boys have, but I intend to use every free venue I can find to get my jewelry in front of people. Hopefully they'll think of me when they need that special gift of a one-of-a-kind piece of wearable art for someone. I plan to be quite visible.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTK8a9v54FA/UKqVnD_3TxI/AAAAAAAABnk/yCs_exR_Kus/s1600/2299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTK8a9v54FA/UKqVnD_3TxI/AAAAAAAABnk/yCs_exR_Kus/s320/2299.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/108420352/dichroic-glass-fine-silver-and-glass">https://www.etsy.com/listing/108420352/dichroic-glass-fine-silver-and-glass</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Thanksgiving is coming up this week. I truly am thankful for all of you that take the time to read this little blog and I hope that you have a wonderful holiday. Don't eat too much turkey! But, if you wind up in a turkey coma you can always shop <a href="http://zoenelson.etsy.com/">my etsy shop</a>! (See? It starts already!)Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-4381530060924400932012-11-08T15:37:00.001-05:002012-11-08T15:39:46.454-05:00Catching UpSo, again, it's been a long time since I posted and there's been a lot going on. First we had a bad storm that they're now calling "Superstorm Sandy". You all know how horrible it was in the north east, so I won't complain too much about the snow that we got. It was too early and that's my only complaint. I got about 4 inches here on the east side of the county, but the west side got a lot, with high drifts. The wind was scary and I prepared for a power outage, but that didn't happen.<br /><br />Here's a delightful "small world" story for you. Last June I met fellow jewelry artist Donna Whiteside at the PMC Conference in Cincinnati and after the conference we Facebook "friended" each other. Earlier this week she posted that she was camping near Boone, NC. I posted that she was near me and to contact me if she wanted a list of fun things to do. Then another friend of Donna's, Jeanne, piped up and we discovered that Jeanne has known my friend Brenda (who also lives here) for 30 years. So this morning&nbsp; Brenda and I met Donna and her wife, Linda for coffee and talked to Jeanne on the phone. How cool is that? Wasn't there a movie, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_degrees_of_separation">Six Degrees of Seperation</a>, that said that&nbsp;everyone is just six steps away from knowing every&nbsp;other person in the world?<br /><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy615-8Iyaw/UJwT8TgNEaI/AAAAAAAABmE/ku7jaeiVXyw/s1600/PB080002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy615-8Iyaw/UJwT8TgNEaI/AAAAAAAABmE/ku7jaeiVXyw/s320/PB080002.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linda, Donna, Me and Brenda</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />I finished teaching my last class this week. It was bittersweet, but I know I made the right decision to stop teaching, at least through the University. I have a group of women coming in January for private lessons here in my studio and a couple of the students from this last class said they might be interested in individual instruction. That's the way to go for me if I want to make any money at it. <br /><br />Since I had to fire student work every week I actually got quite a bit of my own work done. I made four more pendants in my flower series, three with glass and one with an opal. I don't know why I love making these little&nbsp;suckers, but I do. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YTEAwXo2hU/UJwTbVsbFVI/AAAAAAAABl0/9sIi95L-HXs/s1600/10-12Flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YTEAwXo2hU/UJwTbVsbFVI/AAAAAAAABl0/9sIi95L-HXs/s320/10-12Flowers.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />And a few others, to boot. Upper left has a pink sapphire, which didn't turn out so great in the picture. Upper right has a blue topaz. Lower left has a black onyx bullet and I think this would look good on a man. Lower right has a lab ruby and my mixed texture.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9LljrrdO1M/UJwTyT9_F1I/AAAAAAAABl8/a4KzZmPI0po/s1600/10-12Other.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9LljrrdO1M/UJwTyT9_F1I/AAAAAAAABl8/a4KzZmPI0po/s320/10-12Other.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I didn't post much about the election here, or on Facebook, because it's all so exhausting to me and I'm horrified by our country's&nbsp;lack of control over campaigns. But, I will say that I am over the moon that we are keeping Barack Obama for four more years. It's great to have a smart, kind and compassionate man running the country.<br /><br />I have a trunk show coming up in a few weeks, so those of you in Charlotte be on the lookout for details on that. I think that over the next few days I'm going to be on this computer a lot. I&nbsp;need to edit photos and get the ole <a href="http://www.zoenelson.etsy.com/">Etsy Shop</a> ramped up for the holidays. I've decided to sign up to take gift cards and for the direct pay option. We'll see if that helps sales. <br /><br />I hope y'all are having a great day and I'll try not to be away so long again.Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-4486910728529698822012-10-25T11:31:00.000-04:002012-10-25T11:31:15.974-04:00Oh, I wish...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZaWDxUIbq8/UIlXacj_qyI/AAAAAAAABlQ/V9ZHo-ZjRqM/s1600/Voted.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" oea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZaWDxUIbq8/UIlXacj_qyI/AAAAAAAABlQ/V9ZHo-ZjRqM/s320/Voted.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I'm done. I have officially made my choices and I know I'm not the only one who is ready for these elections to be finished.&nbsp; November 6 can't come soon enough.&nbsp;I wish that, when my vote went into the tally machine, a switch could be flipped and I would no longer be exposed to campaign materials. I get on the average of 3 pieces of junk mail each day and probably 4 or 5 robo-calls. Not to mention the bombardment of television ads. And there are so many lies and twisted information that, if you don't&nbsp;do some research&nbsp;yourself, you have no idea who to vote for. We really need some campaign reform in this country and it makes me very sad to think of all the good things that the money spent on a political campaign could do.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">In Germany the state and local laws limit campaign billboards and signs to a few weeks before the election. State laws limit campaign advertising in radio and television to a few spots that are allotted in the month preceding the election. By an agreement among the states, the political parties may not purchase any advertising time on radio or television, and are thereby limited to the few officially granted campaign spots. French laws are similar. So civilized!<br /><br />I'll get off my soap box now.</div><br /><br /><br /><br />Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-67678792039874620332012-10-19T10:54:00.000-04:002012-10-19T10:54:17.267-04:00Valle Country Fair!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QH0CXQA0qC4/UIFlT1QtU1I/AAAAAAAABkk/deVlZD0QDU0/s1600/VCF1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QH0CXQA0qC4/UIFlT1QtU1I/AAAAAAAABkk/deVlZD0QDU0/s1600/VCF1.jpg" /></a></div><br />On the third Saturday in October, at the peak of the fall leaf season,&nbsp;is the <a href="http://vallecountryfair.org/">Valle Country Fair</a>, held in a hay field in Valle Crucis NC. It's my big show of the year and I'm excited about the possibility of making some money to pay for some big-ticket items I've been putting off. It's also a really fun day, as my booth space is surrounded by members of my co-op galleries' booths and we turn it in to a social event. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LdNTbJ0TQUg/UIFlXOcBnfI/AAAAAAAABks/TI_o43ZiM4Q/s1600/VCF2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LdNTbJ0TQUg/UIFlXOcBnfI/AAAAAAAABks/TI_o43ZiM4Q/s1600/VCF2.jpg" /></a></div><br />It's only a one day show, but I have to set aside at least three days for this. Today (Friday) is the day to pack the car and go out and set-up. Then all day tomorrow, followed by the chicken dinner at the local middle school. (The 8th-graders raise money for their annual trip.) I'll be exhausted by the time I get home, so&nbsp;Sunday is unload and unpack day.<br /><br />Our weather has been mild, but right on schedule, it's turning cold for the Fair. Time to break out the long underwear, big coat and gloves. Even though it's a church event, one of my friends always brings&nbsp;a warm toddy of some sort! There's 150 craft booths, music, dancing, story telling&nbsp;and fantastic food. If you're in the area, please stop by my booth!<br />Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-34887092464655994242012-10-15T10:38:00.000-04:002012-10-15T10:38:07.600-04:00And The Winner...by random number generator, of Wanaree Tanner's bezel designs and a starter kit for the Silhouette Cameo is...<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMgwIM93VEw/UHweiIBzN9I/AAAAAAAABkA/AJlSAsJlJL4/s1600/crown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMgwIM93VEw/UHweiIBzN9I/AAAAAAAABkA/AJlSAsJlJL4/s320/crown.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Louise Little!!</span></div><br /><br />Congratulations, Louise! Please contact me at <a href="mailto:zoenelson@bellsouth.net">zoenelson@bellsouth.net</a> and we'll get these right out to you. Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-9836743274015980242012-10-08T12:56:00.000-04:002012-10-08T12:56:11.809-04:00A Whole 'Nother Week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPc6eWzXGyE/UHMD1YFd3mI/AAAAAAAABjc/acx5Whohg8Y/s1600/birthdaycake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="201" nea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPc6eWzXGyE/UHMD1YFd3mI/AAAAAAAABjc/acx5Whohg8Y/s320/birthdaycake.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There's a whole week left to collect entries for the giveaway for Wanaree Tanner's bezel designs and a Starter Kit for the Silhouette Cameo machine. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have quite a few entries, but there's always room for more people to join in the fun. If you have a Silhouette Cameo, or you are considering purchasing one, you should enter this contest. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just leave a comment on my original post on this subject: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://zoenelsonartwear.blogspot.com/2012/09/lucky-day-giveaway.html">Lucky Day Giveaway.</a>&nbsp;(&lt;--- click there)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'll draw a winner next Monday, October 8.</div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-20943912533743632082012-10-03T15:34:00.001-04:002012-10-03T15:34:31.376-04:00Some Miscellaneous Stuff<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zty9PFFcwNc/UGyHLfx4pYI/AAAAAAAABi4/O7xb7cq2A9M/s1600/shadows.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" mea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zty9PFFcwNc/UGyHLfx4pYI/AAAAAAAABi4/O7xb7cq2A9M/s320/shadows.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shadows of the last of the coneflowers.</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Here's just a few things that have been on my mind lately:<br /><br /><ul><li>I've had a lot of response to my giveaway so far, and there's still time to enter. If you have, or plan to purchase a Silhouette Cameo cutting machine, go make a comment on the <a href="http://zoenelsonartwear.blogspot.com/2012/09/lucky-day-giveaway.html">"Lucky Day Give Away"</a> post to win a Starter Kit and a package of bezel designs by Wanaree Tanner. I'll draw the winner on October 15.</li><li>I mentioned in that post that I was looking towards retirement (13 months!) and was probably not going to invest in an expensive piece of equipment, and I think people thought I was retiring from a "job". Well, let me clarify that I've been a full time self-employed artist for over 20 years and retirement to me just means that I'll be able to collect my Social Security and I won't have to worry about money quite so much. The transition for me will be from making jewelry because I have to sell it to make a living to being able to do more fun and experimental artistic things.&nbsp;I love to paint and collage and I feel like I will enjoy that more if I'm not telling myself that I'm wasting time. I will NEVER stop working with metals, though!</li><li>My "Jewelry Making with Metal Clay" class is going really well after the second week. I have a great group of students this time. I have decided, though, that this will be the last one. It's bittersweet because I love teaching - it's so cool to see someone's eyes light up when they've made something beautiful with their own hands but, unfortunately,&nbsp;I just can't make any money doing it any more. The cost of the materials is over 70% of the tuition and it takes up 15 hours of class time and about 36 hours of studio time. It just doesn't make sense. If I could do more teaching here in the studio, instead of at the University, I might consider it.</li><li>I've had a case of vertigo for the last few days. If you've never had it, it feels like you're drunk without the benefit of alcohol. Dizzy and a little nauseous.&nbsp;Ugh. It's hard to do anything when every time I move my head the world tilts. It makes it hard to sleep, too, because whenever I roll over in bed it feels like the room is spinning. I had a Chiropractic adjustment this morning so let's hope that it goes away soon and the green tinge to my skin is gone.</li><li>My friend <a href="http://keencollection.etsy.com/">Debbie Keen</a> came over yesterday for another one of our "play dates". Since I have to fire copper clay for students this week, we decided to make some copper pieces of our own to fill up the kiln. I'll post pictures when they're done. It's nice sometimes to work along side someone else and bounce ideas off of each other and share tools and supplies. </li><li>Autumn is really here. The trees should be at peak color in just a few days, which seems about two weeks early to me. I'm ready for some cool weather and to put my garden to bed for the winter because it's looking very tired and I'm tired of dealing with it. We haven't had a killing frost yet, but that should happen next week. </li><li>Two weeks ago I did the first of the two art shows that I sign up for now. It was in West Jefferson sponsored by the Ashe County Arts Council. I was very pleased with the&nbsp;turn out and with the amount of money I brought home.&nbsp;I used to do a LOT of shows, but they're too hard on me and I can't do them without help any more. This time I got to spend the day with my friend Janet, which is always a great pleasure, Now, I'm prepping for my second and biggest show, the Valle Country Fair,&nbsp;coming up on October 20. I don't "prep" like I used to when I did LOTS of shows. No more frantically producing as much as possible so that I would have enough. I realize now&nbsp;that "enough" is whatever I have on hand. I do fill in some gaps of things I'm missing or low on, but the frenzied <span style="color: red;">I'M GETTING READY FOR A SHOW</span> is not a part of my life any more. I think this is another cut back, slow down towards my version of retirement. </li></ul>So, that's an update from me. Remember to enter the contest if you're a Silhouette person. I'll be back later!Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-818607318756783812012-09-28T12:48:00.000-04:002012-09-28T12:48:00.997-04:00Lucky Day GiveawayA couple of weeks ago I attempted to attend the online <a href="http://craftcast.com/">Craftcast</a> presentation called “More I Love Tools”. It was live demonstrations by several artists and the subject was their favorite tools for jewelry making. I could never get the audio to work on my laptop or on my iPad, so I had to leave the class. I was so disappointed! The next morning I get an email from my friend <a href="http://etsy.com/shop/mollikoltun">Molli Koltun</a> that I had won a prize during the presentation the night before! Oh boy! How lucky am I? Actually, I was very lucky that day and I should have bought a lottery ticket. In my mail I found an envelope from the North Carolina Department of Revenue and I thought for sure I was being audited. No! There was a check for $100 because somebody (either me or my accountant) made an error on my 2011 tax return. But, I digress… where was I? Oh, yeah, I won something. So I emailed Alison Lee, the brains behind the Craftcast presentations, and told her about my sound issues and that I wasn’t able to attend the live broadcast. In order not to spoil the surprise she only told me that I’d won something during <a href="http://jade-orchid.com/">Wanaree Tanner’s</a> presentation and that I could watch a video of the entire presentation shortly.<br /><br />I’m not good at being patient, but I finally got to watch the 5-part series on YouTube. Wanaree’s favorite tool is the <a href="http://silhouetteamerica.com/">Silhouette Cameo</a> machine (an electronic cutting tool) and she demonstrated how to use it to create a texture in Scratch Foam. This machine plugs in to your computer and usually uses a small blade to cut materials like paper or vinyl. Wanaree had an embossing tool in place of the cutter and that made the impressions in the Scratch Foam. Then she engraved some words directly into dry metal clay. Very cool! <br /><br />Then she announced that I was the winner of the Silhouette Starter Guide and a collection of Wanaree’s bezel wire designs, a package worth $60! Wah, wha, wha…. I don’t have a Silhouette Cameo machine! And, as I look towards the end of my career and to retirement, I’m really not interested in investing in a high-dollar tool. Darn. But it was still an honor to have won!<br /><br />The bezel wire designs also come with instructions on how to alter the patterns to fit your stones and a shrinkage and resizing chart. Here are some examples of the bezels:<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gf6ffoi0A7E/UGXT748HQ6I/AAAAAAAABh0/d1oSc2T88TQ/s1600/birthdaycake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="201" kea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gf6ffoi0A7E/UGXT748HQ6I/AAAAAAAABh0/d1oSc2T88TQ/s320/birthdaycake.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hj3rIXB0_ng/UGXT_n4CvWI/AAAAAAAABh8/rg-2OF_3ees/s1600/crown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" kea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hj3rIXB0_ng/UGXT_n4CvWI/AAAAAAAABh8/rg-2OF_3ees/s320/crown.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx4C5kk_OvQ/UGXUGXFfb_I/AAAAAAAABiE/EJKkiYfQe48/s1600/leafbezelwire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" kea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx4C5kk_OvQ/UGXUGXFfb_I/AAAAAAAABiE/EJKkiYfQe48/s320/leafbezelwire.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3Wq0hT1kEk/UGXUKE6SJ-I/AAAAAAAABiM/ZNSwlI0wfK4/s1600/lotusbezel2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" kea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3Wq0hT1kEk/UGXUKE6SJ-I/AAAAAAAABiM/ZNSwlI0wfK4/s320/lotusbezel2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50Vtk8z537U/UGXUPxkY98I/AAAAAAAABiU/rIPnnleWlL8/s1600/stackingspiky2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" kea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50Vtk8z537U/UGXUPxkY98I/AAAAAAAABiU/rIPnnleWlL8/s320/stackingspiky2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />This is where I actually get to the point of this post: I am re-gifting these items to one lucky winner!! If you have, or plan to purchase a Silhouette Cameo machine you should enter this contest. All you have to do is leave a comment on this post telling everyone what you love about this machine. Who knows, maybe I'll be convinced to buy one after all. The contest starts today and on Monday, October 15 I will select a random winner from all the entries. Good luck! <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-23315125429344369952012-09-24T12:39:00.000-04:002012-09-24T12:39:12.530-04:00Hey!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-moYNPzJSxVk/UGCMSscoFUI/AAAAAAAABhQ/fIZ8kFRoWzs/s1600/Goldenrod2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hea="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-moYNPzJSxVk/UGCMSscoFUI/AAAAAAAABhQ/fIZ8kFRoWzs/s320/Goldenrod2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />I just want everyone to know that I haven't fallen off a cliff, or something. There just hasn't been much to blog about. But, I'm taking this opportunity now to give y'all some advance notice that there is a big give-away coming soon. Stay tuned. I'm working out the details right now. <br /><br />The goldenrod is in full bloom, the Monarch butterflies are headed south, the hummingbirds have slowed way down and we had our first light frost this morning. I think it's about two weeks early, but I'm grateful for some cooler temperatures.<br /><br />I'll post more about the give-away soon.Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-71375901292744755532012-09-10T17:22:00.000-04:002012-09-10T17:22:00.079-04:00My Tumbler Loves Me!I use a tumber to make my jewelry all clean and shiny.&nbsp;For those of you who don't know what a tumbler is, or how it works, it's a plastic barrel that rolls around on a motorized base. The barrel is filled with these little metal&nbsp;pieces called "shot" and when I put the jewelry in I cover everything with water and a little liquid soap. As the barrel rolls around&nbsp;the shot and the metal jewelry&nbsp;rub together and the shot&nbsp;makes the jewelry nice and shiny. It takes a minimum of an hour and it's a low-effort way to achieve a high shine on several pieces at once.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ-Q5bc_LWc/UE5VLIqjEBI/AAAAAAAABgc/UoN_NC81Dhg/s1600/P9090025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" hea="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ-Q5bc_LWc/UE5VLIqjEBI/AAAAAAAABgc/UoN_NC81Dhg/s320/P9090025.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the tumbler barrel</td></tr></tbody></table>Way back when I first got the tumbler I mistakenly bought carbon steel shot instead of stainless steel shot. (Carbon steel was cheaper and that's probably why.) Since carbon steel will rust I have to be careful to completely let it dry before I store it until next time. So when the tumbling is finished&nbsp;I dump the shot and the jewelry into a strainer and rinse it all off&nbsp;and pick out the shiny jewelry. Then I spread out the shot&nbsp;on a kitchen towel to dry: <br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3Y_AdKeerc/UE5VVxRd-MI/AAAAAAAABgk/ptLdA26S19k/s1600/P9090022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" hea="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u3Y_AdKeerc/UE5VVxRd-MI/AAAAAAAABgk/ptLdA26S19k/s320/P9090022.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shot drying on a towel</td></tr></tbody></table><br />When the shot is completely dry&nbsp;I scoop it&nbsp;to store it in the tumbler barrel. I pick up the edges of the towel to gather it together in the center and every time this is what I see:<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2ZRUzcLsXg/UE5VfcVCeAI/AAAAAAAABgs/XCQ9zObu2ps/s1600/P9090028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" hea="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2ZRUzcLsXg/UE5VfcVCeAI/AAAAAAAABgs/XCQ9zObu2ps/s320/P9090028.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a shot heart! I mean, a heart out of shot...</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Every time! I don't mean to make a heart out of my tumbler shot. It's the Universe telling me that my tumbler loves me. It must be. </div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-77394032422135589592012-08-31T10:07:00.001-04:002012-08-31T10:07:18.403-04:00Smooth SailingI read my horoscope this morning and it said: <br /><blockquote class="tr_bq">"Today you should have a very strong sense of well-being. Your inner self is functioning harmoniously, and you do not feel emotional turmoil or strife. You are not in the mood for adventures, challenges and major changes, nor is it necessary to be so."</blockquote>Nice, huh? And it's true. There really hasn't been a lot on my mind, and definitely nothing that would put me in a mood like I was in a few weeks ago. I seem to be at the top of the wave right now, and it feels good.<br /><br />I have been in the studio because it finally feels like what I want to do. I've&nbsp;just been moseying along doing what inspires me. Here's a few of the new things:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2oOHFoTUVk/UEDCXKC3_tI/AAAAAAAABfg/W_-dsAXAj2o/s1600/2287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fea="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2oOHFoTUVk/UEDCXKC3_tI/AAAAAAAABfg/W_-dsAXAj2o/s320/2287.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_pYNeWEUa-U/UEDCrquJBMI/AAAAAAAABfw/4wUMNI3Dmi0/s1600/2289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fea="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_pYNeWEUa-U/UEDCrquJBMI/AAAAAAAABfw/4wUMNI3Dmi0/s320/2289.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T693p6Pn1SA/UEDC28IPtiI/AAAAAAAABf4/r3Z0KbN_f_4/s1600/2290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fea="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T693p6Pn1SA/UEDC28IPtiI/AAAAAAAABf4/r3Z0KbN_f_4/s320/2290.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Three new pieces with the beautiful dichroic glass I got at the Gem Show last July.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LuF13t9I5wA/UEDChkXaYVI/AAAAAAAABfo/JHkFCLUCxbQ/s1600/2288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fea="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LuF13t9I5wA/UEDChkXaYVI/AAAAAAAABfo/JHkFCLUCxbQ/s320/2288.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This one has a lab ruby.</div><br />I'm going to try and do an <a href="http://zoenelson.etsy.com/">Etsy Shop</a> update this weekend. I've found some more studio stash that I'd like to get rid of and I'll list some new things, too. Maybe I'll list these four! <br /><br />Have a great holiday weekend, everyone, and stay safe!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-85277697909642082352012-08-27T16:05:00.000-04:002012-08-27T16:05:13.280-04:00Working From Home<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0R2PWWJw9DY/UDuhBClEtfI/AAAAAAAABfA/pmJ9Bo8l2Ck/s1600/sprial+clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0R2PWWJw9DY/UDuhBClEtfI/AAAAAAAABfA/pmJ9Bo8l2Ck/s1600/sprial+clock.jpg" yda="true" /></a></div><br />I read a Facebook status by <a href="http://voodoonotes.blogspot.com/">Rice Freeman-Zachery</a> this morning that reminded me that I wanted to write a post about this subject. She wrote: <br /><blockquote class="tr_bq">"People think working at home alone means you don't have a schedule and can do anything at any time. Working home alone means you HAVE to have a schedule. No big deal. Getting other people to understand that is The Big Deal."</blockquote>It's true that I do have some flexiblity in my schedule, but in order to get&nbsp;enough jewelry made I generally need to sit down in the studio by 9:00 in the morning, work through until lunch time, which is ususally between 1:00 and 2:00, and try to stop by 5:00. That's the plan in my head, anyway. It doesn't always work out like that.<br /><br />There's always too many distractions. The phone rings. A lot.&nbsp;The laundry needs to be moved along, there's a housework chore to take care of, a neighbor stops by, the cat barfed on the carpet, oooh, look at that bird at the feeder and it needs to be filled... you get the picture. Because I not only work alone, I live alone. So all the stuff that other people have a spouse or partner or roommate to help out with, I do myself. Without a semi-firm schedule I'd bounce around and accomplish nothing.<br /><br />I try to loosely schedule "studio time", "chore&nbsp;time",&nbsp;"paperwork and computer time"&nbsp;and "town time" each week so that I'm at least organized in that way. And four days a month working in the co-op galleries, too. (That's not really "town time", because it's hard to get out of the house early enough to run errands and at the end of the day I just want to get home.)<br /><br />Then there's the problem of working all the time and never taking time off. There's certain parts of my work that are mindless tasks and get done in the evenings in front of the TV. Weekends, holidays... what are they? One day kind of runs into another and quite often I need to consult a calendar to&nbsp;know what day it is. <br /><br />I think because my lifestyle is so different from most&nbsp;folks it's hard for them to understand that I really am working! I don't eat bon-bons and watch soaps all day. I have to do it ALL, and it annoys me when people say, in a derrogatory way, that&nbsp;I don't have a job. Or worse, tell me to get a REAL job! Is a the only "real" job one where I'd have to work away from home for someone else? Do they think what I do is just a hobby? Geez! Follow me around for a week and see what kind of job I have!<br /><br />Perhaps if money was foremost in my mind, I might take on a second job, one away from home that pays well and has health benefits, but that's just not me. I've been there, done that, and found out I'm really not a good employee at all. I don't tow the line or follow rules very well. I question things. I think that's part of an artist's personality. Even though I don't make a lot of money, I love being independent and knowing that I'm the only one who will make decisions on how I live my life, even though that can be worrisome sometimes. And I've learned to live with what I have and not yearn for things that are unnecessary or are beyond my means. <br /><br />So, rant over, I'll sign off now. Computer time is almost over and I haven't done my daily allotment of pinning on Pinterest yet. I'll be in the studio tomorrow morning!Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-68889077497257755012012-08-21T11:36:00.000-04:002012-08-21T11:36:07.233-04:00My Version of a Luna Moth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdaUPhx-Abs/UDOmpBtfEUI/AAAAAAAABeU/nkLl6SOmkn0/s1600/P8210017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdaUPhx-Abs/UDOmpBtfEUI/AAAAAAAABeU/nkLl6SOmkn0/s320/P8210017.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />It took me awhile, but I finally finished my rendition of a Luna Moth in fine silver. I decided to use plain white 3 mm cubic zirconias for the "eyes" since I didn't&nbsp;duplicate the beautiful green color of the moth and I wanted it to be as simple as possible. It measures 1.75 inches across the wings and I usually don't make pieces this large, but I had to be able to capture the detail of the wings as much as I could. I used Scratch Foam&nbsp;for the basic design and an xacto knife for the fine veins. Now all it needs is a chain.<br /><br />Below is&nbsp;a picture of one of the&nbsp;two I saw last July. You can read about it <a href="http://zoenelsonartwear.blogspot.com/2012/07/double-joy.html">here</a>. I based my design on this photo.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbeV-a6-r9Q/UDOmz1dfeLI/AAAAAAAABec/eBuKagYCCIo/s1600/Lunamoth3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbeV-a6-r9Q/UDOmz1dfeLI/AAAAAAAABec/eBuKagYCCIo/s320/Lunamoth3.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-52250762874484864602012-08-18T10:52:00.001-04:002012-08-18T10:52:04.760-04:00Black Cat Appreciation DayCinder has been gone for almost 2 years. I think today is a good day to put his ashes on the flower garden because it was his favorite spot to catch mice and bugs.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kbF4axODOgU/UC-sEfd9uLI/AAAAAAAABd0/S_7g5MIZMKs/s640/blogger-image-639273414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kbF4axODOgU/UC-sEfd9uLI/AAAAAAAABd0/S_7g5MIZMKs/s640/blogger-image-639273414.jpg" /></a></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-61533981247316254912012-08-16T10:39:00.000-04:002012-08-16T10:39:16.868-04:00Charity Bracelet RaffleShortly after I opened my <a href="http://zoenelson.etsy.com/">Etsy shop</a> in 2009 I joined the Etsy Metal Clay Team. My purpose was to gain more exposure to my shop, but it's turned out to be that and soooo much more. We are a worldwide group of women who have become close friends, some of which I had the pleasure of meeting in person at the PMC Conference last June. <br /><br />In the past few months&nbsp;two of our team members have passed away. Lucia Gulino and Mieko Takahashi Shull were both talented artists and cherished team participants. In their honor we have created two charm bracelets out of metal clay to be raffled off in their honor. (You can see my copper charm on the first bracelet, below.) The proceeds will go to charities that they were passionate about. A ticket is $5.00 and you get a chance at both bracelets, so two chances with one ticket!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_tdys3VDxU/UC0Dge8u5zI/AAAAAAAABdM/JZm4dzgqbxg/s1600/Bracelet1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_tdys3VDxU/UC0Dge8u5zI/AAAAAAAABdM/JZm4dzgqbxg/s1600/Bracelet1.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O5j5nX3I5UM/UC0DiHQCxJI/AAAAAAAABdU/h4ul6h3uOjQ/s1600/Bracelet2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O5j5nX3I5UM/UC0DiHQCxJI/AAAAAAAABdU/h4ul6h3uOjQ/s1600/Bracelet2.jpg" /></a></div><br />Please go to the <a href="http://etsymetalclay.blogspot.com/">Etsy Metal Clay blog</a> for more information about the charities&nbsp;and to get your raffle ticket. It's as easy as clicking on the "Donate" button. The drawing will be held on September 30.Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-61282081807446793312012-08-10T14:01:00.000-04:002012-08-10T14:01:09.244-04:00Oh... I Know It's Been a Long Time, and Here's Why<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roUg16McGCk/UCUoBFlDmuI/AAAAAAAABcs/6TPFfpm-Bnk/s1600/Dale1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" kda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roUg16McGCk/UCUoBFlDmuI/AAAAAAAABcs/6TPFfpm-Bnk/s320/Dale1.jpg" width="235" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo by Dale Forrest<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sometimes time just gets away from me. Sometimes I don't even know what day it is unless I really think about it. And, I've been in a very dark, crappy mood, and who wants to write a blog post when you feel like that? Sorry. I think I'm coming out of it now. Mercury being retrograde sure didn't help with that situation one bit.</div><br />When I get like this I tend to isolate myself and hope that nobody messes with me and the more I'm by myself the weirder I get.&nbsp;I fall into&nbsp;a pit that I just can't get out of until the time is right and I'm done wallowing. I've never been so bad that I needed medication but this time a friend had to intervene. She told me to snap out of it because this just wasn't like me. She made me cry, but it's true.&nbsp; I'm usually a posititive person and I know that what you put out into the Universe is what you get back. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, here's the stuff that's been on my mind. Maybe if I write it here I will purge my head and it will all go away... maybe...</div><ul><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My rib still hurts. Not too bad, but if I move a certain way, or cough, it hurts big time. Ice packs and ibuprofen are my friends. Being in pain makes me cranky and it seems like I just can't catch a break. First, I had hives for eight months in 2011 and a hospital&nbsp;visit because of anaphylaxis related to that. Then, in April of this year I had pneumonia and was in the hospital again. Now, this rib thing. I wish I could wake up just one morning and not be hurt or sick.</div></li><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Every time I get a little ahead financially, something comes along that wants that money. Extra visits to the Chiropractor and Acupuncturist, hiring someone to do the yard work I can't do right now, an already-put-off-twice Dentist appointment, tires for the car... stuff like that. Thank goodness for credit cards!</div></li><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There's going to be a big price increase&nbsp;for PMC on September 1st.&nbsp;I ordered enough clay for the next class that's scheduled to start at the end of September, but this will be the last one. I can't make any money teaching for the University any more. The cost of&nbsp;my class is already the highest of all the Craft Enrichment classes they offer, and I just can't make a profit that's worth my&nbsp;time and effort&nbsp;any more. I wish there were enough people interested in private classes - I'd do that in a heartbeat. I have room in my house/studio to teach 4 or 5 at a time. Know anyone interested?</div></li><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My garden, which usually brings me a lot of joy, looks like crap. It's overgrown and crowded and weedy and I&nbsp;can't do much about it until I'm healed up. And I caught my neighbor stealing from my mulch pile. His excuse was "I only needed a little bit.", but I think he took a trailer full. Sneaky S.O.B. waited until I was gone&nbsp;and helped himself. If I had a pickup truck and the gumption, I'd go down there with my pitchfork and get it back. He said he'd pay for it, but I don't expect to ever see that money.</div></li><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There was a horrible incident up the road from me a couple of weeks ago where a man was threatening his family and someone called the law. The man shot and killed a Sherriff's Deputy, then the Deputy's partner killed the man. Nothing like that has ever happened around here and it felt like there was this cloud of death hanging over the entire hollow. ("Holler", as it's called around here.) I smudged my house and property to clear&nbsp;out the negativity&nbsp;and it feels much better now.</div></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, I'm working on getting out of this funk and I've enjoyed spending quite a bit of time in the studio. I've done some cleaning and purging and looking through all the stuff I have and trying to figure out what to make with the new things I got at the gem show, and I've actually finished a few things to the firing point. (If they're successful, I'll share them here.) I'm pondering new directions and thinking that in 15 months I'll be able to "retire". I don't think I'll&nbsp;ever quit making jewelry, but with Social Security and a small pension, I won't have to depend on it supporting me, which will be a huge relief. In the meantime I'm looking at classes to develop new skills and doing some practice to polish up some rarely used skills so that I can look at using different materials. Let's hope things are looking up for me.</div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-51220417892878585102012-07-27T18:35:00.000-04:002012-07-27T18:35:46.777-04:00The Gem ShowEvery July for the past several years I've trekked off to the southwestern corner of North Carolina&nbsp;to attend one of the biggest gem and mineral shows on the east coast. It's held&nbsp;near of Franklin, North Carolina,&nbsp;which is an&nbsp;area that mines emeralds, rubies and sapphires, as well as many other gemstones. Franklin is about four hours from me,&nbsp;but I have a friend who lives only an hour from there, so I also use the time to visit with her. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The show consists of two areas: the indoor show, which is open only to buyers that have a re-sale license. These sellers have the strings of beads, the cut stones, and all the pieces and parts, tools and display equipment&nbsp;that a jeweler would need. The other area is&nbsp;the outdoor show, which is open to the public and these are the folks that sell lots of "rocks".&nbsp;The raw stones that are just dug from the&nbsp;Earth. &nbsp;I buy mainly from the indoor show, but we arrived before it opened, so we wandered around the outdoor booths. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwCzDHSPedo/UBMCmoXTI2I/AAAAAAAABak/XYdlYB0iFbc/s1600/P7260007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwCzDHSPedo/UBMCmoXTI2I/AAAAAAAABak/XYdlYB0iFbc/s320/P7260007.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Giant Amethyst</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwwcEclPIYc/UBMCwUYx-mI/AAAAAAAABas/iA45RTwiRL8/s1600/P7260009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwwcEclPIYc/UBMCwUYx-mI/AAAAAAAABas/iA45RTwiRL8/s320/P7260009.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Giant Topaz</td></tr></tbody></table></div>&nbsp; <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld2XS9lG3X0/UBMC85Dj6cI/AAAAAAAABa0/hUn3-CkFhs8/s1600/P7260014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld2XS9lG3X0/UBMC85Dj6cI/AAAAAAAABa0/hUn3-CkFhs8/s320/P7260014.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A huge quartz crystal (as long as my arm) that has clusters of pink and green tourmaline on it.</td></tr></tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8JWVAeNczM/UBMGAfQFmKI/AAAAAAAABbE/ZTlUTNbOQ0E/s1600/P7260016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8JWVAeNczM/UBMGAfQFmKI/AAAAAAAABbE/ZTlUTNbOQ0E/s320/P7260016.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A table of clear quartz crystals with a rose quartz mixed in. </td></tr></tbody></table><br />&nbsp; <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bKqUU2RurQ/UBMGLWBjMNI/AAAAAAAABbM/7ETdwGIFR9k/s1600/P7260015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bKqUU2RurQ/UBMGLWBjMNI/AAAAAAAABbM/7ETdwGIFR9k/s320/P7260015.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Close up of quartz crystals. So pretty.</td></tr></tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whHkVgo-Xjg/UBMGenf80YI/AAAAAAAABbU/XLSFqsfSYHY/s1600/P7260012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whHkVgo-Xjg/UBMGenf80YI/AAAAAAAABbU/XLSFqsfSYHY/s320/P7260012.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't know what these are, but they look like little alien eggs.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga05sgUb6UQ/UBMGn3QMrMI/AAAAAAAABbc/Gji8181vWQg/s1600/P7260019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga05sgUb6UQ/UBMGn3QMrMI/AAAAAAAABbc/Gji8181vWQg/s320/P7260019.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This ball is about a foot across. Again, I don't know what the stone is, but it has a very cool mosaic pattern.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsFurWlSLgY/UBMGxjroWaI/AAAAAAAABbk/qSqfWxVJpp4/s1600/P7260020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsFurWlSLgY/UBMGxjroWaI/AAAAAAAABbk/qSqfWxVJpp4/s320/P7260020.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Table after table of raw stones waiting to be cut and polished.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Soooo.... what did I buy? Not much this time. I'm trying to stick to a budget and I wasn't feeling up to shopping because my rib was hurting again. But here's what I did get:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gtmSN8rwk04/UBMHLUmOMVI/AAAAAAAABbs/3mvn_WMKtPs/s1600/P7270021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gtmSN8rwk04/UBMHLUmOMVI/AAAAAAAABbs/3mvn_WMKtPs/s320/P7270021.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some bluish-black pearls.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9DICC5GEG0/UBMHUUMleKI/AAAAAAAABb0/sj4mv00YzJM/s1600/P7270026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9DICC5GEG0/UBMHUUMleKI/AAAAAAAABb0/sj4mv00YzJM/s320/P7270026.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was told that these are brown and green onyx, which I've never heard of. (of which I've never heard...)&nbsp;Who knows if the people even know themselves what they're selling? All I know is that I was attracted to these big Wilma Flintstone beads.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnOdTqWmVLw/UBMHeLbNbpI/AAAAAAAABb8/KRjt8TBOv1E/s1600/P7270029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnOdTqWmVLw/UBMHeLbNbpI/AAAAAAAABb8/KRjt8TBOv1E/s320/P7270029.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two sizes of hematite. Not the magnetic kind, though, because they're annoying to work with.</td></tr></tbody></table> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsRNum49KsA/UBMHx4LvWVI/AAAAAAAABcE/a_p0nvHZzC4/s1600/P7270033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsRNum49KsA/UBMHx4LvWVI/AAAAAAAABcE/a_p0nvHZzC4/s320/P7270033.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A big pile of beautiful dichroic glass from Renaissance Glass.</td></tr></tbody></table>&nbsp; <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mla_HKrZRw/UBMH8PlhheI/AAAAAAAABcM/Q0MEwqJeidk/s1600/P7270038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240px" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mla_HKrZRw/UBMH8PlhheI/AAAAAAAABcM/Q0MEwqJeidk/s320/P7270038.JPG" width="320px" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some interesting silver beads and rings.</td></tr></tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;">It was fun, but I was disappointed in myself. It's bad when your body gives out before your shopping urges do, but I probably saved myself a lot of money. There will be another smaller one in Asheville in October, and it's closer to home. Meanwhile, I have some new things to inspire new designs. I can't wait to play!</div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1655795887308958438.post-59951594418109092652012-07-24T13:12:00.001-04:002012-07-24T13:12:25.151-04:00In the Garden TodayI took a short stroll around the garden on this late July afternoon, right before the rain.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GMf7Gy2HYgk/UA7XcjhQQoI/AAAAAAAABaI/dFj49A5gTxM/s640/blogger-image-233875563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GMf7Gy2HYgk/UA7XcjhQQoI/AAAAAAAABaI/dFj49A5gTxM/s640/blogger-image-233875563.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RkkrOhJWdHc/UA7XdYzI9mI/AAAAAAAABaQ/maGi5a01dbI/s640/blogger-image--986477519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RkkrOhJWdHc/UA7XdYzI9mI/AAAAAAAABaQ/maGi5a01dbI/s640/blogger-image--986477519.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--rYJUVEM_RY/UA7Xd7LEbsI/AAAAAAAABaY/bvkvfcRNV0o/s640/blogger-image-1194605609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--rYJUVEM_RY/UA7Xd7LEbsI/AAAAAAAABaY/bvkvfcRNV0o/s640/blogger-image-1194605609.jpg" /></a></div>Zoe Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04620760594715623339noreply@blogger.com3Boone (null)36.248557 -81.577811