Let's have some new jewelry!
Tunisia - last bit of some floral brass from a bangle, and some mother of pearl tulips
Paladin - hand cut vintage tin, painted, sealed, bone beads. More exampling of 'complex simplicity'- the act of making simple jewelry but with exquisite details.
Galactica - eeny teeny vintage tin bits, some square beads from India.
Paladean - Slightly different to the ones above- not as pink. I love this hanging set up I mocked up today with the dried coriander plant. So much so I might have to re-shoot all my earrings against it, just to give myself more work.
Okay enough of that. Now because I live in country Australia, a mundane task as driving to the hardware shop is fraught with beautiful landscape. You've seen the hills outside my new lounge room window, well that's the sort of constant up-n-down faded green velvet lumps you see all around this place.
Here we are on the way to the hardware shop to buy sealant for the floor boards. Pretty boring huh?
Oh no, not trees.
Oh- don't look, they're being all romantic.
Hang on- that's the ocean! How did we get there? Well all this roly-poly dairy land is but 25 minutes from the sandy wet bit, so I figured since it was such a nice evening and we didn't have to hurry (because we'd missed the junk shop) we might as well buy some deep fried snacks at the local chip shop and then get sand all over the car.
Wild scrubby bits. Plenty of these around the edge of the ocean here. Not many stairs down to it though...
Nice bits of driftwood - Dad spoiled everything by telling me you're not allowed to take any home. What's the point of going somewhere if you can't come out of it with material possessions?
Some interesting seaweed. I'd hoped for some seashells to use in my work but there was almost nothing going on. It's school holidays though so most likely the beach had already been plundered.
That lumpy rock over there in the distance is Eagle's Nest. What do you mean 'what rock'...
That's actually where all the good bit is, with rock pools to rummage around in. I'll go there sometime soon, if you're lucky.
This was a rare thing for me actually - it wasn't hot and there was only a handful of people, so I enjoyed it. As a rule I don't like the beach, but that's because I grew up in Australia where the water's edge is hot, scratchy, filled with poisonous things and covered in people who ought to be wearing more clothes. When I'm in England I adore the seaside. A bit chilly, nice buildings, ice cream vans... there is a huge difference between the beach and the seaside.