I’m no Wire Whisperer.
I’ve made a few pieces with wire over the years, but wrangling with it was hit and miss and before long I’d find myself returning to beads, my first love.
Maybe it’s all the rainy weather these past few months (and watching the garden turn into a rice paddy) but I dug out several spools of wire, some tools and set out to see what I might see.
Winding wire is always an easy place to start (it makes me feel like I’m actually doing something). Next I wondered how I might add some beads. Okay, maybe just one. Hmmm. What would that look like as an earring?
Not bad. I kinda like it.
My work surface always looks like a toddler’s playpen. Stuff everywhere. Sometimes this is a good thing. I laid one earring swirl down beside a coil of cotton cord. Shazam! Another idea. What would this look like as a necklace?
One swirl didn’t quite seem enough. Three seemed too much. Two, now that, as Goldilocks might say, is just right.
P.S. The earrings sold at the Bergen Farmers’ Market yesterday. Hey, this is fun! ;-)