Spice Islands

Zingy spicy colours.

Wrapped taffeta, ceramic, glass and metal beads and a big pierced wooden focal.

I think this is off to the local gallery shop.

Alien Tongue

Have been reading some science fiction short stories the last few week and they have wormed their way into my mind.

It is an intriguing idea that perhaps, in our distance past, alien feet stood upon the soil of Earth, alien eyes gazed upon the landscape and alien tongue was whispered to the waiting air. . . . 

Perhaps in our distant future alien eyes will stand on another planet, alien eyes will gaze upon that landscape and the alien tongue will be ours.

Metal Stash Reveal

Looks like my creative endeavours are coming to an end for a while with the arrival of this.

More nesting material!
Doesn't look much, but it weighs in at 3.5 tonnes.
But you didn't come for pictures of piles of C, top hat section and main frame did you?
Ok ok no pushing everyone calm down. If you stand in a line everyone will get to see.

 

 Tears of Atlantis
Rolled kuchi charms with aquatic patina. Vintage sequins a bitta-bling and big fat glass drops

 Another bangle stack - Stella Maris

 Temporal Asymmetry
Polymer rounds, mother of pearl buttons, rusty red ceramic spacer, hammered and patinaed wire.

A Gap Week

We're having a gap week or so until the next truckload of nesting material arrives so have been able to spend the whole week in the shed.

My first bangle stack - all dusty, rusty and romantic and look PINK!

Have also had this little ladybug that has looked reproachfully at me every time I opened the box, so being on a roll, it became a bangle stack too.

 
 An finally my muse forgave me for freezing her fingers and turned the wire caged raw citrine into a necklace.

Will try and squeeze a few more creations in before I become Bob the Builder again
 

House Update

The floor bearers are up! Next the main frame

Cold and More Stuff

Sometime during the night, the first cold winter winds arrived. Sweeping around a vast high pressure area cell, drawing the cold from the great Southern Ocean and Antarctica itself. And, you guessed it, blowing straight into the shed, wherein the 'Grunge Studio' is located.

Behind the pile of boxes, crates  and other items, waaaay in the back, sandwiched between more boxes, is my little creative bolt hole.

A stitched together photo series show just how small it is. Because of the lack of 'put down space' I tend to work in chaos, pushing things to the back until there is no more workspace left and I am forced to tidy up. 
So there I sat crouched down trying to avoid the icy tendrils of wind, that snuck down my neck and nipped at my ears and nose. A beanie on my head and a ratty pair of fleecy tracky-daks over my jeans.


First came these. . .

Then these. . .

And with my muse griping and complaining about how cold her fingers were, and how hard it was to twist metal and how could you expect her to possibly handle all those tiny jump rings, came this
Not sure where I will go from here with this.
One earring?? necklace?? Will have to wait 'til my muse defrosts no doubt.
OK 
ENOUGH!
I'm off to light the pot belly stove and stir the homemade pea'n'ham soup that has been simmering all afternoon
YUM!

Gainfully Employed

During the Computer Blackout did I fret, champ at the bit, winge, and sulk? (yes, yes, yes and yes)
But I had something else to occupy my attention.
Look at this, one of 40

Then there was this

Yes finally, FINALLY we have started building our house!!!!!!
(Insert wild,outrageous, outa-control happy-dance)


I even managed to squeeze these in as well

 I wonder if my muse will pour cement?