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Beading

I broke out the beads for the crazy pink tote project:

Using an abalone shell as a bead holder isn't especially practical (smaller beads fall through the holes) but it's one of those artistic things I do. I love the colors of abalone.

Because I'm slow and clumsy it can take up to a week for me to do this sort of beading, but it's probably the most fun part of the project, too.

Satin doesn't quilt well, so I added a ribbon rose with a chenille feather stitched stem for this patch. Turned out better than I thought it would.

On the writing front, I got an e-mail from the folks at National Novel Writing Month asking me if I want to announce I'm in this year. Am I in? I don't know. I wasn't even thinking about it yet. Theo, are you going to give it a shot this year?

Comments

nightsmusic said…
I think using that shell might not be so practical, but it's certainly inspiring!

I also think I want to try Nano this year. I finally got a new laptop last week so I can now type more than the occasional one word sentence. I've also been stirring Duncan again so I might be able to move forward on that. My imagination seems to be trying to engage again. I didn't get my email yet though unless I just deleted it. I'll have to check and see what they have to say about this year. See? More typing ;)

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