Lampwork ~ Metalwork ~ Beadwork “Work” seems to be the theme here, but in reality, I ran away to the circus in the 80s. Having a degree in finance, I was doing what all good business majors do: I had a job (it was the 80s and I will say that wasn’t all bad). One of my co-workers was going to the Cultural Art Center for classes. I signed up for jewelry making. First day of class I set the record for number of saw blades broken (19!!!),but I was hooked.
I thought metal and rocks were it for me. Then the same co-worker took me to our local bead shop. It was what this white-bread, suburban wife and mother imagined an opium den was like….only with beads. Lots of beads. It was the first time I had ever really seen artist made lampwork beads. “I can do that!” she said. Ha! O the ugly beads I made! And kept making. Most were only beads your mother and the man who promised to like whatever you made could compliment.
So decades later, I’m still at it and I think I’ve finally gotten the hang of it. I consider myself a wearable artist rather than a jewelry designer. I seldom make the same thing twice, although I will get hooked on something I can't quit until the itch is totally scratched (SERIOUS ART people refer to this as a series, I believe). Mask/Faces, dragged dots, windows, and lately it’s the “Botany Gone Bad” pod series and color pencil on copper.