Sunday, December 11, 2011

Never Just One

(Unless it's big and takes ages. Like this necklace which was in the queue forever because something else suddenly took precedence when I wasn't even close to finished and then it sat until I absolutely had to finish it so I could submit it with the rest of my classes for February through May).
I really like it though. The insides of the beaded beads are marbles.

On the other hand, I finally got what I wanted in these pendants with rivolis and daggers.
This one was right.
See? the rivoli sits up above the daggers, unlike the blue one where it's somewhat submerged and can't seem to lie straight.
Of course I had to make another one to iron out the details that were slightly off.
And then another to be sure that it wasn't just a fluke.
I guess there was just the single star though, because I realized that the necklace I had made somehow found its way into my Etsy shop which means it's probably not a great idea to have it also sitting in the case at the bead store and besides, the class will just be on making a star, though I'll also give examples of how to use it (other than as a pendant).

Apropos of nothing I've mentioned here before, except that it was weird and I feel like talking about it, I saw a movie last night and for the first time in my entire life, had to leave in the middle because I thought I was going to be sick.

(Turns out I wasn't).

There was nothing in the movie (Melancholia) to induce this; it wasn't even disgusting or violent or anything like that, though the cinematography was very distracting: extreme close-ups (often only half a face could fit on the screen) and jiggly and bright, but I'm not sure that's it either. Roller coasters (or more accurately, that one roller coaster that one time) only scare the bejeezus out of me, they don't make me ill. (They do make my cry though, hence only one that one time ever. It was very bad).

It wasn't even a very good movie. It was self-indulgent and overly long (the first half could have been cut out as it added absolutely nothing relevant) and the only potentially (but not actually) redeeming feature was that the Kirsten Dunst character did a single kind and unselfish thing (ensuring that her nephew wasn't afraid) seconds before the end of the movie. This was not enough uplift for me, not that I of necessity require happy endings. It just wasn't satisfying in any way, shape or form.

Perhaps I'm influenced by the fact that I felt rather ill through a full three-quarters of the screening time, but I think not.

1 comment:

KipperCat said...

Charlene, these pendants are incredible! I have a whole lot of those little paddle beads, and now look at them in a new way. Thanks for the inspiration. :)