I've been working away, I made a little totem of cuffs, I believe the traditional totem usually involves a raven but this one has a hummingbird.....heart that is, bracketed by feathers. I love, LOVE turquoise bracelets so I made two, each with quite different royston stones I bracketed them with leaves, aspen and ?, the leaf I found on my trip and I still have not been able to identify, a pretty elongated heart shaped leaf.
is for cuff.
*sold"Remnants" I'm still on my trip by the way, in my mind that is. When you're making things, like these cuffs, you have the ideas in your mind, but the finished product is a long way out. Setting all the stones making sheet silver smooth for bands, well, it's quite a long process. I have a hard time holding back my brain which sometimes is off to a new design, "hold on Nellie" I've been thinking about Ernestine's ranch, Ernestine is a cow with one horn up and one horn down, she looks like she's constantly making a phone call (one ringie dingie). There is a beautiful old redwood homestead on the land, a handsome little board and batten house dating from the early 1900's I would guess. For some reason the old structure has permanently etched itself in my mind. The widows are missing and the building is abandoned, stuck right there behind the barbed wire with the fly flecked holsteins. I imagine the people that built and loved that small house, selected the old growth redwood that isn't going anywhere, it still looks new, preserved as it is with that magnificent wood, still no sway in the roof. As I walked by, remnants of what used to be red curtains blew out the window opening and I started to think about the woman that cooked in that kitchen, sewed the curtains, probably tended a vegetable garden on that rich land. I bet she picked wild flowers and arranged them in a mason jar vase, well that's what I was thinking about when....
Speaking of memories, I was asked to make jewelry from this, a collection of slabs a friends mother who was a rock hound had amassed, probably dating back in the fifties and sixties. I'm meeting with a stone cutter on Saturday, I hope to make memories happen. I'm excited to see what stories these rocks will tell.
Have a good day honey bunnies, xoxo Ro