A lifelong interest in glass seed beads has turned into a bit of an obsession recently. It all began at a craft store in San Jose in October where my senses were pleasantly assaulted by two end caps full of Delica Beads. I stood admiring the colors and trying to figure out how to disable my husband’s watch and sense of time so we could avoid the inevitable pacing and famished looks he puts on after several hours of waiting in art or craft stores. I purchased a tiny fraction of what I longed for. I immediately began to imagine all the cool things that I could make with them as I salivated like a Pavlovian dog at a bell choir concert.
Even at my favorite Berkeley art store, where I find all sorts of fascinating items, I still daydreamed about my stash of beads. I was a little distracted by a man in the store dressed in chainmail and a shield affixed to his backpack, which is quite reasonable since you never know when an artist will go crazy and stab you with the 10/0 nib of a Koh-i-noor pen while shopping in an art store. While I was examining some of his Celtic jewelry he decided the appropriate response to my close proximity was to start a conversation which resulted in the acquisition of my all time favorite business card. Among other marketable skills, he cites rescuing maidens and ravaging chocolates.
Even during a concert with my favorite band, the beads I had stared at for hours were coruscating at the edge of my consciousness. (Coruscate means to sparkle or flash. I am trying to make good use of all the words of the day I learned from the time my first child was an embryo until the last SAT was taken. Now they get revenge by giving me words of the day in Sanskrit, Middle English or computer geekese.)
The next day was torture as I and my beads were separated due to taking a continuing education class in San Francisco for my profession. The speaker sounded like an adult in a Charlie Brown Special, while I was scheming how to get more beads. Bursting out of the class like a kid on the last day of school, I rerouted the trip back home to return to the magical bead store to get more beads.
Here are some of the results, using my new beads and charts I have released. On my website you can get the conversion from DMC floss to beads. The barrette is a chart on my business card which is not as interesting as chainmail man’s card, but you can make something from it.