Going cross-eyed

I've been craving colour lately, I feel like I've exhausted working with turquoise for the time being and reached for something a little different..seed beads!  Lovely, vibrantly hued, teenie weenie glass beads that have been making me go cross-eyed threading them.  I've heard that working with such tiny, finicky things have been therapeutic for some..maybe with some practice, I too will be able to enjoy working with them without wanting to throw them clear across the room after a few minutes.  Regardless, I'm loving the end results so I painstakingly carry on..

Inspired loosely by a recent visit to a Native American gallery exhibit, the workmanship and beadwork I saw there simply took my breath away.  A simple marrying of antiqued sterling silver and the vibrance of randomly strung seed beads, I'm quite in love with these.

Happy midweek everyone!

xo Blue Gnome

Rose-coloured glasses

 Sterling & rose banded agate

She sees the world through rose-coloured glasses
Painted skies and graceful romances
I see a world that's tired and scared
Of living on the edge too long
Where does she get off telling me
That love could save us all.

She takes my hand and leads me to nowhere.
No matter where I stand it's always neutral ground,
And in the cool of the evening blue
I feel so tired and alone
Where does she get off telling me
That love could save us all.

-  Blue Rodeo

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A rose hued monocle pendant 

for those dark days when you need a little help seeing the light and love 

in this beautiful world.

Available now in the shop.

xo Blue Gnome

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields. 

- John McCrae

A touch of lunar magic

"I believe the night is more colorful and richly textured than the day."
~Vincent Van Gogh

Sterling, labradorite and grey moonstone.

A custom totem created with a touch of lunar magic.

xo Blue Gnome

Winter Berries

The irresistible pairing of a glowing green prehnite and the gorgeous pop of crimson!

Made entirely of sterling, prehnite and some tiny, darling seed beads, available in the shop later this week.

Have a lovely week all you beautiful people!

xo Blue Gnome