Friday, November 20, 2009







if i sit down to "make something" i get a block, but if i sit (or crouch on the floor) and imagine i'm making a card for somebody things just fall into place and time slips by.

this is not the case with jewellery. i make it only for me — if i think it's for another person, i start wondering what they'll like and the design generally descends into pasta on a string (which i think is really cool if somebody under 8 made it for you but is generally not a good thing).

i collected the shells, above, on the beach, below, last time i was in connemara. we walked over to an island at low tide and just about made it back before we got soaked.



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