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Dancing Dragon

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I do so love it when things go as planned. I had big doubts about this latest bracelet, my first real foray into brick stitch. I never liked the stitch, it was rough and unpredictable like a deranged hobo. But when you open your mind, even a deranged hobo has a story and an inner goodness. I have found brick stitch’s inner goodness.

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Even when this piece was nearly finished, I wasn’t convinced. I thought that once it was done, I would look at it and see that it was lopsided and horrid. So I was pleasantly surprised to find that this was not the case. It’s unusual, but beautiful. It reminds me of the dragons you see dancing at Chinese New Year celebrations. Perhaps a little larger than I would have liked – it fits loosely on my average 7 inch wrists – but there is plenty of people with larger wrists that need adorning. See it instore here.

With this chapter completed, I must now ponder what comes next, I have lots of ideas waiting in the wings. Keep an eye out for you chance to win something pretty in the days to come.

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Self-limitation

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All of us have pre-conceived notions of how things should be. We stick to these ideas as if they’re indisputable, and we rationalise the irrational just so we can hold on to our self-imposed limitations. Whether it’s a firm belief that pizza slices should be taken from the box in a clockwise direction, that a toilet roll should be hung with the length to the back (or front!), or an adherance to a facist movement; we all do it to some degree. Changing these mindsets takes effort, as breaking from your internal ‘rules’ feels wrong.

I restrict myself by loathing exposed thread in my beadwork. A little exposed thread is unavoidable, but in most cases it can be concealed in little nooks and crannies so that it’s not so noticeable.

But there’s nothing really wrong with it, there is some amazing artwork out there with plenty of exposed thread. I just can’t seem to let myself do the same thing. Because of this weird little mental decree, I have never made anything from brick stitch – one of the most basic fundamental stitches in bead weaving. Well, I did make a pair of earrings once, but I hated them. So I’m on a personal mission: To free myself from the shackles of surreptitious string and bring everything out into the open.

To prepare for my trip out of my comfort zone, I have made two thread-happy pearl bracelets. I can’t deny that they look great when worn, but if I look for too long all I can see is filament, mocking me, with it’s bright whiteness. After much inner turmoil I forced myself to put them in the store. Tonight I have a date with brick stitch.