Monthly Archives: February 2017

Beading

My new craft continues.  I finished another flute wrap.  This one is…..different.  I’m not sure I love it, even though it came out fine.  I used gold glass beads, which I didn’t realize would be so transparent.

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If you look closely, you can see the leather wraps right through the gold beads.  The Phoenix or Thunderbird or Eagle (hey, it’s whatever you want it to be!) can be distinguished – how do I know?  Dear hubby said what it was right off.

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The red beads on the edge are a subtle mat finish and I really am starting to like the mat finish beads very much.  The black and gold are shiny.  Shiny is my default.

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Those strange gray threads sticking out are what bothers me the most.  I used a new to me thread, and I very much dislike it.  I won’t be using it again for warp.  It’s difficult to wrangle, and it’s quite feisty when it comes to handling.

 

This is a hand made bag, made by a Native American Indian friend of mine.  He made it as a “medicine bag” and carries his hand made turtle shell rattle in it.  It’s a very cool bag.  When my friend saw the beaded wraps, he asked me right away, if I’d take on a commission job – which I absolutely HATE to do because I never feel like I’ve lived up to the person’s standards – but I decided I’d give it a try.  The worst that could happen is he rips out all the beads.

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My friend wanted the green parts and the white part to be beaded, in very small beads. Because he had painted over the areas, the suede isn’t very forgiving, and I was afraid it would be difficult for me to get a needle through.  I went to a local bead store where I was helped by someone that is also part Native American, and who also happens to be from near the area in NY where we are originally from (both of us now living in VA).  She was very helpful in suggesting the beads to be used, as well as a needle that would be strong enough to go through the leather, but would still fit the bead holes.  Tricky!

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This is a VERY close up photo of the beads.  They are multi colored which gives the beads a beautiful, earthy dimension.  I really LOVE them.

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Here, I have the cream colored beads all filled in, along with several of the green leaves.  This takes FOR-EVER!  However, I’m finding that I’m enjoying it immensely!

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Close up of the cream beads.  Again, they have slight bits of color in them which makes them earthy and give them depth.  Look at the previous photos, and you don’t see the distinction – but pure white would not have worked.  It would have been too stark.

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This gives you an idea of the needle, thread, and bead sizes.

I have one more large leaf beaded, which leaves one large, one medium, and 2 very small bits left to do.  The 2 small bits, are actually on the front of the bag, and I will have a more difficult time doing them because I will have to manage the needle inside the bag.  The bits you see above, have all been done on the flap, which makes the back very accessible.  Not so much when working on the front of the bag, and have to grab that needle from the inside.  Since I’m working with pliers to pull the needle through every time, it’ll be interesting.

Thanks for checking in on the progress of my beading.  Just another craft I’m getting sucked into!

 

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Life is Short

How many times have you heard that life is short?  It is.  It doesn’t last nearly as long as people would like.

Recently, the man that introduced me to playing the Native American Flute (NAF), passed away, very unexpectedly.  It happens, I know, and most people would rather pass away quickly, than to linger in pain and wondering which day they are going to go to the next adventure.

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I myself often wonder when the next adventure is going to begin for me.  Meanwhile, I’m trying to take advantage of every day.  Lately though, it hasn’t been happening the way I think it should.  Does that make it wrong?  Maybe not.  I’m living my life.  It may consist of things that others may feel wasteful.  However, I’m alive, and interacting, every day.  There are days I just want to stay home and sleep. I don’t, because my husband wouldn’t let me.  I do feel like it would be helpful to restore me.  I often have days, or even weeks, o feeling tired, overwhelmed, or just plain pooped.

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Life is a journey.  We don’t know when it will end.  Those that leave us before we are ready, are already on their way to the next adventure.  We, those that are left behind, are the ones that suffer with the absence, the loneliness, the empty bed or missing communication.

When Bob left us 2 weeks ago, he left several things that he was very passionate about, left unfinished.  He was very passionate about the NAF.  He wanted to teach as many people as possible about the instrument, the healing vibrations that go into the world, the peace and joy it brings, the way it’s so easy to play, and the sharing it brings people.  He had started 2 flute circles, and I’d gone on to start another.

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I’m now the one that will continue that journey and try to keep the enthusiasm going.  It’s exhausting, because I really wasn’t ready to do 3 circles on my own.  I’m just hoping I can do this thing justice, and spread the joy and healing that these flutes bring.

We, my husband, myself, and 2 Native American (American Indian) friends of Bob’s, were asked to play at Bob’s memorial service.  It was an honor of course.  Saying goodbye is never easy.  My husband and I only knew Bob for about 6 months. It’s still difficult.  The service was lovely, and playing while people were being seated was a wonderful experience.  We would play a bit, and then the next person would play.  We also had a drum that belonged to Buddy, which he played when others were playing flute, and he handed over to my husband, when it was Buddy’s turn to play.

When the service ended, I played Amazing Grace.  I was SO freaking nervous.  I don’t know why because I’d practiced it over and over and over and….well, yeah.  That.  No matter, I made it through, sweaty palms, flute almost slipping out of my hands, and almost forgetting the notes.

I’ve now picked up a new hobby.  Making beaded wraps for the flutes.  I love it because it’s colorful and I think I’ve figured out a way to get them to wrap and stay on. I can do it at night in front of t.v. and not make any noise (well, except maybe when I’m swearing because I did something wrong).

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Turquoise hearts on a purple background.  This one is mine.

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Red, white and blue for hubby because he was in the military and is patriotic.

On the flutes.

It’s also quite zen like to work on.

Take charge of your life.  Learn something new.  Stretch your comfort zone.  Do what you’re not used to.  Be adventurous.  Have fun.  Love lots.  Laugh often.

Life is way too short, and if you don’t do it now, you may never get to.