Saturday, September 24, 2005

Compulsive Is My Middle Name.

If anyone had told me that I would one day find Serenity and Satisfaction from stringing tiny, little beads together, I would have cackled like a hen and then broken down into hysterical wheezing. Never, never have I spent my time doing something so mindless or arthritis inducing. Now, I turn up the Collin Raye and allow myself to daydream as I randomly pluck little sead beads up with a wire. These are just a few of my creations...all done in one day...on my very first day of making jewelry. I'm hooked.