<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:42:14.840-07:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='paula mcdonough'/><category term='borosilicate glass'/><category term='torching'/><category term='fundraiser'/><category term='rhinestone'/><category term='pink'/><category term='electroforming'/><category term='disney'/><category term='hand blown'/><category term='breast cancer awareness'/><category term='glass heart'/><category term='poppy Adams'/><category term='beach'/><category term='pendant'/><category term='unplugged'/><category term='beads 2009'/><category term='lampwork'/><category 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term='calavera'/><category term='wire'/><category term='handbag'/><category term='metalwork'/><category term='beads'/><category term='pendent'/><category term='rocks'/><category term='boro frit blends'/><category term='boro'/><category term='heart'/><category term='groovy glass girl'/><category term='lampwork demo'/><category term='venbead'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='artsinri'/><category term='recess'/><category term='lampwork frog'/><category term='the venerable bead'/><category term='playground'/><category term='borosilicate'/><category term='artist collaboration'/><category term='purse'/><category term='glass'/><category term='twig series'/><category term='pumpkin'/><category term='collections'/><category term='found'/><category term='alamodestuff'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts from The Venerable Bead</title><subtitle type='html'>The artistic life of borosilicate glass lampworker Paula McDonough</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-8737663257792156844</id><published>2010-01-27T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:18:07.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraiser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast cancer awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venbead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate'/><title type='text'>Hearts Of Hope For Becky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/S2A8w-wTFXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/uu5kuK-EbRU/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431407962785781106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/S2A8w-wTFXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/uu5kuK-EbRU/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my poor neglected blog. Among the other resolutions: get back to the gym, eat healthier, get more sleep (hah!) I have this plan to get back on the blogging bandwagon. This is a perfect opportunity to post because I am helping out a friend with fundraising. You see my friend Becky is battling breast cancer. She's an amazing beautiful and vibrant woman. If you met her you would feel as though you had known her your whole life. She's a loving wife and mother to 4 beautiful and equally loving kids. Her daughter Alyssa watched my kids this summer for me while I worked my "day job". Through our friend Doreen we have come to call this family our friends. Right now, with Becky out of work undergoing chemo, 4 kids from first grade through college, and health coverage that doesn't quite cover; her friends have banded together to try and alleviate some of their financial worries. We want Becky to focus on her courageous fight and not worry about how they are going to pay for her treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=39370502"&gt;Hearts of Hope&lt;/a&gt; was born out our love for Becky and all proceeds will benefit her family in her fight against this terrible disease.&lt;br /&gt;Handmade of borosilicate glass in a vibrant bubblegum pink these heart pendants are just in time for Valentine's Day! They come on a Hearts of Hope card ready for giving.&lt;br /&gt;Wear a heart of hope as a visible statement of concern and caring for Becky and for all women that have been personally touched by breast cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-8737663257792156844?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/8737663257792156844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=8737663257792156844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/8737663257792156844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/8737663257792156844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2010/01/hearts-of-hope-for-becky.html' title='Hearts Of Hope For Becky'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/S2A8w-wTFXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/uu5kuK-EbRU/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-4322416253407907662</id><published>2009-08-25T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T05:43:55.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the venerable bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutourial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venbead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>Boro Glass Heart Pendant</title><content type='html'>It has been a few months since I made a video. Come watch me make a little blue heart pendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="412" src="http://blip.tv/play/AwGV0EA" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-4322416253407907662?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/4322416253407907662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=4322416253407907662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4322416253407907662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4322416253407907662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/08/boro-glass-heart-pendant.html' title='Boro Glass Heart Pendant'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-7402468907840395065</id><published>2009-05-12T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:31:07.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the venerable bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paula mcdonough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venbead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampwork demo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>Sweet Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Sgo5r0Db_lI/AAAAAAAAAds/HRV52zOBv6k/s1600-h/il_430xN_70377080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335140133443993170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Sgo5r0Db_lI/AAAAAAAAAds/HRV52zOBv6k/s320/il_430xN_70377080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a video of me making a boro implosion pendant a few weeks ago. It was actually my second video but I couldn't upload it to &lt;a href="http://www.blip.tv/"&gt;BlipTV&lt;/a&gt; because it is 38 minutes long! I finally figured out how to get it up there. Buy a pro account! lol. Well that should inspire me to make frequent videos. Here I am, and if you hang in there with me, 3/4 of the way through you will hear my daughter explaining her paper shoes to my internet audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;script src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;amp;posts_id=2105336&amp;amp;source=3&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;file_type=flv&amp;amp;player_width=&amp;amp;player_height=" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_2105336"&gt;&lt;a onclick="play_blip_movie_2105336(); return false;" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-BoroLilyImplosionPendant883.flv" rel="enclosure"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play" src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-BoroLilyImplosionPendant883.flv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="play_blip_movie_2105336(); return false;" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-BoroLilyImplosionPendant883.flv" rel="enclosure"&gt;Click To Play&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-7402468907840395065?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/7402468907840395065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=7402468907840395065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7402468907840395065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7402468907840395065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-satisfaction.html' title='Sweet Satisfaction'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Sgo5r0Db_lI/AAAAAAAAAds/HRV52zOBv6k/s72-c/il_430xN_70377080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-5309278682448792272</id><published>2009-05-05T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:23:46.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Penny For Your Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24570692"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332438094591143410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SgCgMc7drfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/osHOY91KbEA/s200/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter found a penny in church yesterday. It was stuck to the floor under the kneeler and she proudly dug it out for the family to admire. "A penny for your thoughts" she exclaimed in an excited whisper. "EWWWWWWW......" was all I could muster. "Put that filthy thing down.. leave it...right...there"... And out came the bottle of hand sanitizer from my purse. How sad that in the age of swine flu a little kid can't get excited about a lucky penny. Well not with a neurotic mother anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-5309278682448792272?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/5309278682448792272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=5309278682448792272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5309278682448792272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5309278682448792272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/05/penny-for-your-thoughts.html' title='A Penny For Your Thoughts'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SgCgMc7drfI/AAAAAAAAAdc/osHOY91KbEA/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-4085821480468481378</id><published>2009-04-29T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:22:12.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the venerable bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeleton key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venbead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pendant'/><title type='text'>and so it is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SfiAlDSAloI/AAAAAAAAAb0/QkyzuoxMc-E/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330151533017339522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SfiAlDSAloI/AAAAAAAAAb0/QkyzuoxMc-E/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pretty pouch in my previous post was made by one of my customers Lisa of &lt;a href="http://www.lsa1sew.etsy.com/"&gt;lsa1sew&lt;/a&gt;. She sent me that beautiful hand-sewn gift with some skeleton keys she picked up at yard sales. Two of the keys were earmarked for special necklaces for Lisa. Yesterday I videotaped (more like digitally captured... what is the current term?) Anyway, yesterday I made a bead on one of the keys for Lisa and here is that footage. It's actually my third video but the second one was 38 minutes long and bliptv won't accept a file that large. Anyone know of any good free editing software? Let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;               &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=2058928&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;div id="blip_movie_content_2058928"&gt;     &lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-SkeletonKeyForLisa492.flv" onclick="play_blip_movie_2058928(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play" src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-SkeletonKeyForLisa492.flv.jpg" border="0" title="Click To Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-SkeletonKeyForLisa492.flv" onclick="play_blip_movie_2058928(); return false;"&gt;Click To Play&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;          &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-4085821480468481378?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/4085821480468481378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=4085821480468481378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4085821480468481378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4085821480468481378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-so-it-is.html' title='and so it is....'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SfiAlDSAloI/AAAAAAAAAb0/QkyzuoxMc-E/s72-c/DSC_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-1506794772881898191</id><published>2009-04-23T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:49:54.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the venerable bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unplugged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet addict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology dependance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venbead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Bead Unplugged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SfC9XK-j1DI/AAAAAAAAAbs/fDY-fRJAD7k/s1600-h/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327966564960687154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SfC9XK-j1DI/AAAAAAAAAbs/fDY-fRJAD7k/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A recent conversation with my kids made me realize how utterly and hopelessly dependant I am on the Internet and my computer. Typically while at baseball practice with my kids I am perfectly happy on a lawn chair with some glass or bead magazines or a good book. However it's early in the season and Mama gets cold real fast on 45 degree days. I knew I was going to be trapped in my car for 2 hours, so on this particular practice last week I brought my laptop in hopes I could "borrow" some Internet from a nearby neighbor or the school in front of the field. I had the following conversation on the way home from practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; (sounding annoyed) "Mom, why were you zig-zagging around the parking lot during practice?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "I was trying to get Internet?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; "I thought you were leaving us and I got sad." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "I wouldn't leave you here alone Honey. Mama was just trying to update my Etsy shop." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Well you looked ridiculous, you moved your car like 6 times and then when you got out of the car and looked like you lost something....." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "I'm sorry did I embarrass you?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Well kinda, I mean Mom you looked kinda unstable" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (Trying not to laugh and feeling a little bad) "Ok next time I'll just read my book." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Did you get it?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "What?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Did you steal some one's Internet?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "Thomas, I didn't steal anything and no I wasn't able to get a signal." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Jake says it's called pirating. Did you pirate any Internet?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "No, Thomas your mother isn't a pirate." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Oh. Well that would have been kinda cool." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "Ok, I'm a pirate. But not a very good one." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomas:&lt;/strong&gt; "Mom. I think you should just get the I Phone and go back to reading your Twilight book." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "Ok, Thomas I promise. No more computer at practice."&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see I am a hopeless embarrassing case.&lt;br /&gt;I need my kids to remind me to unplug once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-1506794772881898191?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/1506794772881898191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=1506794772881898191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/1506794772881898191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/1506794772881898191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/04/bead-unplugged.html' title='Bead Unplugged'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SfC9XK-j1DI/AAAAAAAAAbs/fDY-fRJAD7k/s72-c/DSC_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2052853296954926082</id><published>2009-04-22T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:40:11.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Grow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Se8P_LuEHBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FDndwtL_zck/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327494462354758674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Se8P_LuEHBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FDndwtL_zck/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids fight over who is going to take pictures of me modeling my pendants. I assign the job to whoever gets done with breakfast and brushes his or her teeth first. This morning my daughter got the job. She will be 8 in a few weeks and the camera is bigger than her head. lol. She's a very cute and careful photographer though. She spends time making sure the lighting is right and I am posed correctly. Sometimes she angles the photo in an artful way and sometimes she captures it dead on. I'd like to think that exposing my kids to my art and the business of selling it will inspire them to have creative outlets someday. My son wants to be a lawyer right now and my daughter wants to be a teacher but we'll see. They can always do what Mom does and be an artist by moonlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2052853296954926082?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2052853296954926082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2052853296954926082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2052853296954926082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2052853296954926082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Se8P_LuEHBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FDndwtL_zck/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-5238678464230587238</id><published>2009-04-21T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:42:09.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the venerable bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stringing magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paula mcdonough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass artists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venbead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sra'/><title type='text'>Beads 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Se6DluwcswI/AAAAAAAAAbc/B9ObkCqLjeY/s1600-h/beads2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327340093455512322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Se6DluwcswI/AAAAAAAAAbc/B9ObkCqLjeY/s320/beads2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been featured on the cover of &lt;a href="http://www.interweavestore.com/store/p/2674-Beads-2009.aspx"&gt;Beads 2009&lt;/a&gt; and I am so excited! Danielle Fox, the editor of &lt;a href="http://www.interweavestore.com/store/p/2490-Stringing-Spring-2009.aspx"&gt;Stringing&lt;/a&gt; asked me to submit some keys, pendants and big holed beads to this sister publication. My bumpy key made it on the cover! The key and 2 big holed beads are featured in the Steampunk section, there are 3 floral implosion pendants in the Flora section and Danielle used one of my keys in a necklace on page 44. You must check it out. I see several other glass artists I am familiar with featured as well. It's so exciting to see bead magazines embracing handmade. I'm just thrilled because I think it helps all self representing artists when mainstream publications who could just as easily show imported less expensive components (and those companies who pay big advertising dollars) instead highlight the handy-work of individual artists. It's very validating in a collective beady way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-5238678464230587238?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/5238678464230587238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=5238678464230587238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5238678464230587238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5238678464230587238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/04/beads-2009.html' title='Beads 2009'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Se6DluwcswI/AAAAAAAAAbc/B9ObkCqLjeY/s72-c/beads2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-6100141278549749689</id><published>2009-04-10T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T05:36:02.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metalwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groovy glass girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twig series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poppy Adams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist collaboration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeleton key necklace'/><title type='text'>Into Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Sd9KN6zzXqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JAOpiME1VQI/s1600-h/il_430xN_59245880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323054887560502946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Sd9KN6zzXqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JAOpiME1VQI/s320/il_430xN_59245880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out this beautiful collaboration piece created by Poppy Adams of Groovy Glass Girl and me, Paula McDonough of The Venerable Bead.&lt;br /&gt;The completed project is called &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=21627621"&gt;Into Spring &lt;/a&gt;and is available in &lt;a href="http://www.groovyglassgirl.etsy.com/"&gt;Poppy's shop.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did an interview for the &lt;a href="http://www.etsyglass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Esty Glass Artist's blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please tell us a little about yourselves and what kind of art you make.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula:&lt;/strong&gt; I am borosilicate glass lampworker. I melt glass rods in the flame of a torch to create beads and pendants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poppy:&lt;/strong&gt; I work mainly using stained glass techniques and wire work. I started fusing last year when I got my own kiln, so now I incorporate my fused glass into the pieces I make. For the most part my work is jewelry, only because with a busy family life I find that I can complete small projects much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell us how you got started on this project and how it has evolved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula:&lt;/strong&gt; The team has been collaborating on a series of projects to be featured here on our blog. I did several collaborative necklaces with another team member a while back and I must admit it's very addicting to make collaborative pieces. I have always wanted to make a cabochon that could be incorporated into a dark metal necklace but I am not a metalsmith so it's only been a dream until I saw Poppy's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poppy:&lt;/strong&gt; Paula contacted me about doing a collaboration and of course I was thrilled to work with her. The whole process came together quite quickly.....her work combined really well with my techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What inspired you about your partner's art?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula:&lt;/strong&gt; I have such a weakness for oxidized metals you have no idea. I saw Poppy's Twig Series and I though "Oh man, wouldn't a flower implosion look cool in a necklace like that?" So I approached her about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poppy:&lt;/strong&gt; I have always loved borosilicate glass and Paula has some great steampunk inspired pieces that I admired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you ultimately decide to make what you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula:&lt;/strong&gt; Well I decided to make a flower in subtle cool colors. I chose blues and greens to work well with the dark silver metal. I wanted the necklace to flow and work together... like something you'd find in nature. Once my cab was done I sent it off to Poppy and she worked her magic on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poppy:&lt;/strong&gt; Paula mentioned a "Twig" series necklace that I'd just listed in my Etsy shop that she really liked when she contacted me about doing a piece together. I wasn't sure I'd be able to work a large cab into a piece like that but I have another line called "Urban Artifacts" that features really large chunks of glass so the resulting necklace is kind of a combination of the hammered swirls found in a lot of my work, the lines of a "twig" series necklace and glass and solder detail of the "Urban Artifact" series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you find this to be a rewarding experience and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula:&lt;/strong&gt; I am so beyond pleased with the finished project. I love it so much I want to marry it! lol, ok well maybe not marry but definitely go steady! Seriously, it was so much fun to plant a seed and watch it grow in the hands of another artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poppy:&lt;/strong&gt; I found this experience to be so rewarding that I can't wait to do another one! Trying to incorporate another artist's work into your own and still maintain a unified style that flows can be difficult. I have to admit this time it was easy....right from the initial sketch that I did with her cab to adding the metalwork. I kept the beautiful floral implosion cab the focal point of the necklace which was my main concern. The hardest part was knowing when to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-6100141278549749689?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/6100141278549749689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=6100141278549749689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6100141278549749689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6100141278549749689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Into Spring'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/Sd9KN6zzXqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/JAOpiME1VQI/s72-c/il_430xN_59245880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-7914408000369380865</id><published>2009-04-07T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:37:28.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Me Torch</title><content type='html'>I started a blogging course yesterday which inspired me to run down to my studio and video a very inpromptu torching session.  My face is cut off, there's no zoom and it cuts off in the middle of making something but I'm sharing it anyway.  They can only get better. So here I am in my infinite imperfection &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;               &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1976555&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1976555"&gt;     &lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-MakingAFamilyHeirloom938.flv" onclick="play_blip_movie_1976555(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play" src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-MakingAFamilyHeirloom938.flv.jpg" border="0" title="Click To Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Venbead-MakingAFamilyHeirloom938.flv" onclick="play_blip_movie_1976555(); return false;"&gt;Click To Play&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;          &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-7914408000369380865?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/7914408000369380865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=7914408000369380865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7914408000369380865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7914408000369380865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch-me-torch_07.html' title='Watch Me Torch'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2847931742137430444</id><published>2009-03-24T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:40:40.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Has Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/ScmZBcrTPWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NJpmuL1ah_8/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316949085244308834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/ScmZBcrTPWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NJpmuL1ah_8/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fall off the blogging bandwagon and I don't know how to get back on. You are only as good as your last post so here I am. I am going to let a picture my 11 year old son took today speak for me. I cannot find the words. I vow to try and do better. I am taking an online &lt;a href="http://www.decor8blog.com/eclasses/"&gt;blogging course&lt;/a&gt; with Holly Becker of &lt;a href="http://decor8blog.com/"&gt;Decor8 &lt;/a&gt;in April and I am hoping I can learn how to stay on track. For now I give you this photo called Spring by Thomas D. McDonough who, by the way, came in second in an art contest for the RI Tree Council's Arbor Day Poster Contest. You can see his poster &lt;a href="http://www.ritree.org/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=section&amp;amp;layout=blog&amp;amp;id=6&amp;amp;Itemid=41"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2847931742137430444?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2847931742137430444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2847931742137430444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2847931742137430444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2847931742137430444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring Has Sprung'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/ScmZBcrTPWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NJpmuL1ah_8/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2196362039686242272</id><published>2009-01-18T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:50:57.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess How Much I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SXOF3uIOnHI/AAAAAAAAASE/sRSeoDR4iUA/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292721179412307058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SXOF3uIOnHI/AAAAAAAAASE/sRSeoDR4iUA/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the last few pages of &lt;strong&gt;Guess How Much I Love You&lt;/strong&gt; by Sam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McBratney&lt;/span&gt;, Big Nut Brown Hare settles Little Nut Brown Hare into his bed of leaves and whispers "I love you right up to the moon - and back". I swear I never got through that last page without tearing up when my kids were babies. I tore through the house looking for that book this morning. Maybe I'm feeling a bit melancholy because my baby boy is 11 tomorrow. I literally felt myself having panic at the thought this book had been put in the Goodwill bin. In front of 6 sleepover guests I'm begging my son to help me find the book. He looked at me like he might just kill me right there in front of 6 witnesses. "Whew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt; I found it in your sister's room" I said a few minutes later. I heard him say to one of his guests that he had no idea why I would think a baby book was anywhere but. I made this &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=19896476"&gt;necklace&lt;/a&gt; as a tribute to unconditional love that spans a thousands oceans, a million miles...to the moon...and back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2196362039686242272?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2196362039686242272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2196362039686242272' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2196362039686242272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2196362039686242272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-how-much-i-love-you.html' title='Guess How Much I Love You'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SXOF3uIOnHI/AAAAAAAAASE/sRSeoDR4iUA/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-5793860445685408405</id><published>2009-01-14T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:22:28.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taffeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handbag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsinri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alamodestuff'/><title type='text'>A Valentine's To Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SW5zCKJROuI/AAAAAAAAARk/amgrEa_b3nc/s1600-h/clutch_redswirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291293093127076578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SW5zCKJROuI/AAAAAAAAARk/amgrEa_b3nc/s320/clutch_redswirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.artsinri.com/"&gt;Arts In RI&lt;/a&gt; team members decided to creatively challenge one another to embrace the season of love with Valentine themed products. Between now and Valentine's Day we will share some of these "lovely" designs with you on our &lt;a href="http://www.arts-in-ri.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Let us know how you feel about our art by leaving a comment. Everyone who leaves a comment will be entered into a random drawing for an Arts In RI gift basket featuring goodies from many of our shops. (one entry per person per post. In other words you can enter once every time we post a new product!!!) Be sure to check back on the blog on Valentine's Day as we will announce the winner that day. Entries will be accepted until midnight February 13th.Have you ever fallen in love with something at first sight? That's how I felt when I saw this classy Valentine themed &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=19719374"&gt;clutch&lt;/a&gt; made by Linda of &lt;a href="http://www.alamodestuff.etsy.com/"&gt;Alamodestuff&lt;/a&gt;. The fabric is velvet flocked red taffeta. Linda said of the fabric: "When I saw it, I simply had to have it. I wasn't sure what I was going to make, but I bought it anyway. After staring at it for days, I decided that it would make the perfect clutch for a little black dress. The shape was inspired by the purses of the 1940s. It reminds me of a time when women wore evening gloves with their fancy little bags." Check out Linda's shop for this item as well as other wonderful items with urban appeal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-5793860445685408405?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/5793860445685408405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=5793860445685408405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5793860445685408405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5793860445685408405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentines-to-love.html' title='A Valentine&apos;s To Love'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SW5zCKJROuI/AAAAAAAAARk/amgrEa_b3nc/s72-c/clutch_redswirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-6173679663447423911</id><published>2009-01-11T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:16:59.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhinestone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misfit'/><title type='text'>The Rhinestone Heroine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWonD1f3ezI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZuKufy4lG2U/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290083659153898290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWonD1f3ezI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZuKufy4lG2U/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The year was 1973. I was in the second grade at Carl T. Thompson Elementary school in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rumford&lt;/span&gt;, RI. In the school yard at recess I was never asked to play jump rope with the girls. Neither was Diane Drake. She was tall girl, probably taller than most of the kids several grades ahead of us. I was small. We were on opposite ends of the growth chart and equally uncoordinated. Jump rope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; have provided a mortifying experience for both of us and we were just as happy not to be asked.&lt;br /&gt;David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Farias&lt;/span&gt; was a little boy that never seemed to fit in with the boys. Instead he sought our companionship in the corners of the playground. Diane and I both liked David. He was a cute little dark haired boy who seemed to enjoy having competing love interests. Batman was the game we played. David, of course, got the starring role. Diane and I argued about who would play his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Batgirl&lt;/span&gt; and who would have to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;villianess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/span&gt;. I usually won when I remembered to bring this rhinestone ring to school. My mother had some really mod jewelry from the 60's and this awesome treasure had become mine. David thought it made the best laser weapon! Ha, I had her with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;. Occasionally I'd let her be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Batgirl&lt;/span&gt; but then the enemy (me) would have the weapon. By the end of the year I knew David liked me best. He gave me a Linus pin that he had made with a button making kit.&lt;br /&gt;I found this ring recently in my daughter's jewelry box. She is in the second grade so I told her the story of Diane and David and our little triangle. My daughter is one of the girls who would be playing jump rope although now the game is ball. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; seems to "fit in" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better than her mother. She thought it was odd I'd have any interest in playing a boy's game like Batman but she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; likes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;. She's thinking of bringing the ring to school to show the girls. She thinks it looks like a ring Hannah Montana would wear. I still happen to think it makes the best laser weapon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-6173679663447423911?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/6173679663447423911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=6173679663447423911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6173679663447423911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6173679663447423911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/01/rhinestone-heroine.html' title='The Rhinestone Heroine'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWonD1f3ezI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZuKufy4lG2U/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-6977704879276256467</id><published>2009-01-10T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:52:23.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsinri Holiday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6aDwjbHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/r36gLF8PY04/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753087939144818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6aDwjbHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/r36gLF8PY04/s200/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753615133936450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj64vtli0I/AAAAAAAAARE/qC0Q3qYH_Xs/s200/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I hosted the &lt;a href="http://www.artsinri.com/"&gt;Artsi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artsinri.com/"&gt;nri&lt;/a&gt; post holiday party last night at my house and we had a great time. Thanks ladies for all the great food and drink. It was so much fun and a pleasure having you all. It's so nice that we can market together but we all still know how to play too. I got to know a few of you a little better and that was really nice. We may be very unique among local street teams in that, because our state is so small, we can meet face to face so frequently. Now we need to add party together&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6j9tOKDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/NdchFpXrdAU/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289753258113247282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6j9tOKDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/NdchFpXrdAU/s200/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to the list too &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj50qwNrII/AAAAAAAAAQc/A2yig4NiyoU/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752445571673218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj50qwNrII/AAAAAAAAAQc/A2yig4NiyoU/s200/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;because last night makes me want to do this again &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj5saUsKtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/h88hDyn-kKo/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752303722310354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj5saUsKtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/h88hDyn-kKo/s200/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj5ja6EOjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fhemckHUy-I/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752149260253746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj5ja6EOjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fhemckHUy-I/s200/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;soon. lol. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6ICFmUDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/aj67Ait98nM/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289752778252898354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6ICFmUDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/aj67Ait98nM/s200/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-6977704879276256467?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/6977704879276256467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=6977704879276256467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6977704879276256467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6977704879276256467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2009/01/artsinri-holiday-party.html' title='Artsinri Holiday Party'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SWj6aDwjbHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/r36gLF8PY04/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2562631781731354159</id><published>2008-10-29T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:39:10.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stringing magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeleton key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro beads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Covergirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQjWXFibOkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Nc1QGPxc0QM/s1600-h/paula_004b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262691856694327874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQjWXFibOkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Nc1QGPxc0QM/s320/paula_004b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one of my key necklaces featured on the cover of Stringing magazine in the 2008 Fall issue! A dear customer of mine Heather of &lt;a href="http://www.humblebeads.etsy.com/"&gt;Humble Beads&lt;/a&gt; used one of my boro beaded skeleton keys in a &lt;a href="http://www.beadingdaily.com/beadstar/2008/images/heart/heart-05.jpg"&gt;necklace &lt;/a&gt;that she submitted to a design contest for one of Stringing Magazine’s sister publications Bead Star. This caught the attention of Stringing Magazine’s editor Danielle Fox who contacted Heather to find out where she got the key. Danielle then contacted me and asked if I would submit one of my beaded keys for the next issue. In the Beads to Buy section of the magazine they were doing a feature on key beads, pendants and charms. I happily agreed. Then Danielle noticed that in my Etsy shop, my necklaces featuring the beaded keys used alot of vintage components and lockets. On one week’s notice she asked me if I would consider submitting a project featuring a key necklace that used a vintage locket. She said they would pay me $85 and I would get my necklace back after they photographed it. I needed to write up very specific directions for making the necklace complete with sources. I’ll admit at first I panicked. I had to weigh the incredible exposure I would receive against the risk of revealing my sources and basically inviting other designers to copy my design. Then I thought of a way everyone could win. I quickly ordered some vintage components from some favorite suppliers on ETSY, &lt;a href="http://www.tulle.etsy.com/"&gt;Tulle&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.jemsgems.etsy.com/"&gt;Gems Jems &lt;/a&gt;and even a few lampwork boro beads from my friend Kim of &lt;a href="http://www.kimvglass.etsy.com/"&gt;Kim V Glass&lt;/a&gt; . I put together a beautiful necklace using as many Etsy sources as possible and I listed my shop as the source for th&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQjXxN4D1wI/AAAAAAAAANE/Ja1x4GLVR_s/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262693405120780034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQjXxN4D1wI/AAAAAAAAANE/Ja1x4GLVR_s/s200/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e key and the chain figuring that even designers need to come to me for the beaded key. I already sell to a lot of designers why not more? In the end, the realization that being published in a magazine as fine as Stringing far outweighed any worry about the copiers and I submitted “I Love You More” as a locket project as well as a single beaded key for the beads to buy section. I remember sitting at one of my daughter’s softball practices writing out the project directions trying to figure out: “ Now is that a 6 mm bead cap I used? A 1 ½ or 2 inch head pin?” It had to be so detailed! That was in late June. Stringing sent me a contract and the editorial copy for me to approve and then I had to wait until the Fall to see the magazine. I received my copy when the subscriber’s copies went out at the end of September. I knew I would be featured in two spots in the magazine but I nearly died when I spotted my necklace on the cover. I started squealing and jumping up and down in front of Chris my mailman. Even he was happy for me. Danielle was cute and included a little note telling me I was a “covergirl”. What a wonderful surprise! It was probably the biggest highlight of my bead-making career short of setting up my own home studio of course. The magazine came out on newsstands on October 8th and it has been a big kick to see the magazine in Border’s Books and Walmart with my husband and kids. My husband was skeptical that it was a publication sold in those mainstream locations. I think he thinks there are like 5 other people out there making glass beads. LOL. He’s impressed as are my family and friends. It has been very rewarding getting convos from customers and potential customers who have seen the magazine and are excited for me or complimentary of my work. My sales have definitely improved because of the exposure and like anything else that produces an adrenaline rush, I think I might be addicted. I have already contacted Danielle about working with them again and she is thrilled. So, you might not have seen the last of me on newsstands near you….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2562631781731354159?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2562631781731354159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2562631781731354159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2562631781731354159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2562631781731354159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/10/covergirl.html' title='Covergirl'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQjWXFibOkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Nc1QGPxc0QM/s72-c/paula_004b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-6124916565224107089</id><published>2008-10-24T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:03:23.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artsinri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hand blown'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQJvqJUg0PI/AAAAAAAAAMk/D_DSmRsW3KQ/s1600-h/oct_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260890084569305330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQJvqJUg0PI/AAAAAAAAAMk/D_DSmRsW3KQ/s320/oct_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Etsy Street Team &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.artsinri.com"&gt;Arts in RI&lt;/a&gt; is sponsoring a Halloween contest and offering a treat with no tricks. All you need to do to enter is search for the Halloween pumpkin Artsinri logo in a featured item in one of our shops. You will need an etsy account and can register for one &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Along the right column of the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.arts-in-ri.blogspot.com"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;you will find a link to all of our shops. When you find the Halloween logo with the carved pumpkin, convo &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5154768"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; with the name of the shop and the item name and number where you found it and you will be entered into a random drawing to win this beautiful glass pumpkin hand blown by our very own Suzanne Tanner of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5644968"&gt;Tanner Glass&lt;/a&gt;. The pumpkin is made of transparent orange glass with a transparent green stem. It &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQJvxV2gCrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1cAHtmo2ZLc/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260890208192170674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQJvxV2gCrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1cAHtmo2ZLc/s200/pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;measures 4" tall by 3.5" wide. It is signed and dated on the bottom by Suzanne, and a gift box is included! The suggested retail price is $35. Suzanne was kind enough to make this pumpkin especially for this contest and it is one of a kind! For this reason, Suzanne doesn't have these in her shop but if you convo her she is happy to take special orders. Now enjoy your not so spooky trip through Artsinri. We would love for you to ring our doorbells along the way if you like what you see! The contest will run from October 21st and end at midnight on Monday October 27th. The winner will be notified by convo and posted here and on the Etsy forums on Tuesday October 28th. Thanks for playing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-6124916565224107089?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/6124916565224107089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=6124916565224107089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6124916565224107089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6124916565224107089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-etsy-street-team-arts-in-ri-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQJvqJUg0PI/AAAAAAAAAMk/D_DSmRsW3KQ/s72-c/oct_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-7273813166515273737</id><published>2008-10-23T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:53:01.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seaglass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeleton key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist collaboration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Earth and Sea: An Artist Collaboration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEmttEvpGI/AAAAAAAAAME/wm1vnIwV8NM/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260528406380913762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEmttEvpGI/AAAAAAAAAME/wm1vnIwV8NM/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tracy Prince of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seafinddesigns.etsy.com/"&gt;Seafind Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.steppingstones.etsy.com/"&gt;Stepping Stones &lt;/a&gt;and I collaborated on a series of necklaces call&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEn05Pdv-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ryflTc3Qk0Q/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260529629417816034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEn05Pdv-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ryflTc3Qk0Q/s200/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed Earth and Sea. I have one set of necklaces in my shop &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16532725"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_1&amp;amp;listing_id=16532395"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and Tracy has another set in her shops &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16533310"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16532924"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tracy and I had so much fun creating these pieces for our &lt;a href="http://www.artsinri.com/"&gt;Arts In RI Etsy Street Team&lt;/a&gt; Collaboration Challenge. We hope you enjoy them. Since Tracy is a seaglass artist and she drills and carves beautiful sea stones it made perfect sense that we would use both of these &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEnWgZWzjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/U0lIEFhh7bU/s1600-h/il_430xN_42307573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260529107352342066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEnWgZWzjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/U0lIEFhh7bU/s200/il_430xN_42307573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;materials and incorporate one of my boro glass beaded keys. The mix of found objects, stones and glass tumbled by the sea with the shiny new glass and the various metals is an earthy organic fluid wave of pleasure.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEnHeGdi-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/FQ-I18bFrPk/s1600-h/il_430xN_42306298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260528849038183394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEnHeGdi-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/FQ-I18bFrPk/s200/il_430xN_42306298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-7273813166515273737?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/7273813166515273737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=7273813166515273737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7273813166515273737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7273813166515273737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/10/earth-and-sea-artist-collaboration.html' title='Earth and Sea: An Artist Collaboration'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SQEmttEvpGI/AAAAAAAAAME/wm1vnIwV8NM/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-974219691457236619</id><published>2008-07-29T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:12:20.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geocaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found'/><title type='text'>Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SI_pXfyO3SI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XU5fUJZ37h8/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654282278886690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SI_pXfyO3SI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XU5fUJZ37h8/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids and I went geocaching today. It's been a long time since we had been and it felt good to get back out there. We went down to Narragansett and searched the shoreline for 3 caches and some beach treasures. I found some nice flat rocks and drift wood for my photos. We found someone's wallet while we were out. It felt like such a violation going through it but I needed to find some ID and a telephone number so I could let the man know. It was amazing how much I learned about the owner from the contents of his wallet. I learned his age, what he looked like, his kids names his marital status (divorced), his political party (republican), the fact he owns a gun, sees a therapist and is a painter. I also learned some really personal stuff like the fact that he still loves his ex-wife and that he cheated on her, he thinks he drinks too much and he wants to quit smoking. Isn't that amazing? I did find his number on a receipt for a new gun. (yikes) and I called him to let him know I could mail the wallet to him. He was really happy. I felt really weird not telling him I had learned those things from a few pieces of paper inside. He would probably feel more violated than if I charged thousands on his credit card. I told him not to worry that "good people" had found it and yet I felt so guilty for knowing things that maybe his mother and therapist didn't even know. It made me wonder what someone could learn about me from the contents of my purse. I think I'll clean it out tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-974219691457236619?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/974219691457236619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=974219691457236619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/974219691457236619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/974219691457236619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and Found'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SI_pXfyO3SI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XU5fUJZ37h8/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-7628785836285283567</id><published>2008-05-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T06:05:09.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts In RI Mother's Day Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SBsRdwVCrXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8lJ32amZq50/s1600-h/contest+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195765797989035378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SBsRdwVCrXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8lJ32amZq50/s320/contest%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in time for Mother's Day Arts In Rhode Island is sponsoring a contest honoring mothers everywhere! Check out our &lt;a href="http://www.arts-in-ri.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for all the details. This month Tracy Prince of &lt;a href="http://steppingstones.etsy.com/"&gt;Stepping Stones&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://seafinddesigns.etsy.com/"&gt;Seafinddes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SBp7ngVCrRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PL0SXwwfrr4/s1600-h/contest+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://seafinddesigns.etsy.com/"&gt;igns&lt;/a&gt; has donated a gorgeous Tres Hermanas necklace: Two gray toned speckled genuine Rhode Island beach stones, found by Tracy on Watch Hill! One flawless genuine sea foam sea glass. All together on a rigid silver plated choker. All can be removed and worn individually. Retail value 50 dollars.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SBp8MAVCrTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oxMKLslyg64/s1600-h/contest+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This necklace would make a wonderful gift for Mom. Three sisters for one special Mama! All you need to do to enter is search for our Mother's Day Logo hidden in a featured item in ONE shop and convo &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/convo_new.php?to_username=Venbead"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; the item number and the name of the shop you found it in and I will enter you in a random drawing for the prize. You can find our shops by clicking on the links in the righthand column of our blog. The contest will run from May 1st through May 8th at midnight EST. The winner will be announced on Friday May 9th here on the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-7628785836285283567?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/7628785836285283567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=7628785836285283567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7628785836285283567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7628785836285283567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/05/arts-in-ri-mothers-day-contest.html' title='Arts In RI Mother&apos;s Day Contest'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SBsRdwVCrXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8lJ32amZq50/s72-c/contest%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-779954447586672873</id><published>2008-04-23T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:35:12.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='titanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shipwreck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beaded key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist collaboration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeleton key necklace'/><title type='text'>Collaboration Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SA9yfQVCrNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eDH2JYJTTGY/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192494776666205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SA9yfQVCrNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eDH2JYJTTGY/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristy Kempinger of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=92932"&gt;Chickadeebeads&lt;/a&gt; and I have challenged our fellow &lt;a href="http://www.estyglass.com/"&gt;EGA&lt;/a&gt; members to collaborate with one another to create a joint glass project. I have been using Kristy's gorgeous vessels in my skeleton key necklaces. It's hard to believe soft glass and borosilicate glass can look so great together! This is the second Titanic themed necklace I have created that encorporates her vessles and my keys. This one is just in time for Mother's Day. You can find it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=11222681"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-779954447586672873?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/779954447586672873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=779954447586672873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/779954447586672873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/779954447586672873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/04/collaboration-challenge.html' title='Collaboration Challenge'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SA9yfQVCrNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eDH2JYJTTGY/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-1845685351862291314</id><published>2008-04-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:36:32.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boro frit blends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electroforming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borosilicate glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donald duck'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SA4RIgVCrLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jwWOlaV-i-U/s1600-h/donald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192106258219576498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SA4RIgVCrLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jwWOlaV-i-U/s320/donald.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm back from Disney with a head full of ideas. A week off the torch and the total sensory overload that only four theme parks in 7 days can provide and you have one artistically refreshed beadmaker on your hands! I have 5 new &lt;a href="http://www.thevenerable-bead.com/"&gt;frit blends&lt;/a&gt; coming out soon for my lampworker friends and lots of new jewelry &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=11209896"&gt;ideas&lt;/a&gt; involving keys. OH and the electroforming kit I ordered before my vacation arrived while I was away so I need to have my friend &lt;a href="http://www.kimvglass.etsy.com/"&gt;KimV&lt;/a&gt; teach me how to use it. OMG so much to do and so little time. Meanwhile my house looks like a laundromat explosion and there is not one scrap of edible food in my pantry or fridge if we don't count the canned brussel sprouts I bought six months ago in a feverish attempt to find something green (other than peppermint gumdrops) that my 6 year old will eat. So I will try to keep you all up to date as these projects come rolling out over the next few months. Stay tuned and enjoy the rare family portrait... this one is in Epcot with Donald in Mexico (who by the way is a lefty...I knew I always liked Donald)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-1845685351862291314?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/1845685351862291314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=1845685351862291314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/1845685351862291314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/1845685351862291314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/SA4RIgVCrLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jwWOlaV-i-U/s72-c/donald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2407741240760215323</id><published>2008-04-09T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:29:13.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calavera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skulls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glam goth'/><title type='text'>I Used to Be Cute...Before I was Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_ztiDqyPPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_fLkj7m8K9o/s1600-h/il_430xN_16872392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187282040180063474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_ztiDqyPPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_fLkj7m8K9o/s320/il_430xN_16872392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a fascination with skulls for a long time. Even before they were trendy and "glam goth", I have enjoyed them. I like to search for skulls and Calaveras on Etsy to see the various artistic interpretations. Last night I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.vanfleetstreetdesign.etsy.com/"&gt;VanFleetStreetDesign&lt;/a&gt; and I knew I had to have this original &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_transaction.php?transaction_id=8128296"&gt;ACEO&lt;/a&gt; . It's so colorful and fun, yet the figure looks so downcast. I love it. This inspires me to go make an Etsy treasury of all my skully findings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2407741240760215323?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2407741240760215323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2407741240760215323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2407741240760215323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2407741240760215323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-used-to-be-cutebefore-i-was-dead.html' title='I Used to Be Cute...Before I was Dead'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_ztiDqyPPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_fLkj7m8K9o/s72-c/il_430xN_16872392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-3472652345366444747</id><published>2008-04-03T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:31:43.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Fabulous on Scoutiegirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_V17jqyPMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9-aSPLSOxag/s1600-h/fp_colorwash_spring.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185180212034419906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_V17jqyPMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9-aSPLSOxag/s320/fp_colorwash_spring.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_V2BDqyPNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FUA20FoxYrs/s1600-h/scoutiegirl_foundfabulous2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185180306523700434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_V2BDqyPNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FUA20FoxYrs/s200/scoutiegirl_foundfabulous2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was featured on &lt;a href="http://www.scoutiegirl.com/"&gt;Scoutiegirl&lt;/a&gt; today! Scoutiegirl is a blog featuring Indie artists written by Jan of &lt;a href="http://www.daisyjanie.com/"&gt;Daisy Janie&lt;/a&gt;. Jan makes the most beautiful handbags. She uses custom designed fabrics to create rich looking bags that are minimal in the amount of hardware on them. I particularly like the Fancy Pants size in this Colorwash Spring fabric. SO PRETTY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-3472652345366444747?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/3472652345366444747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=3472652345366444747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3472652345366444747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3472652345366444747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-featured-on-scoutiegirl-today.html' title='Found Fabulous on Scoutiegirl'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_V17jqyPMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9-aSPLSOxag/s72-c/fp_colorwash_spring.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-3836942012077261471</id><published>2008-04-01T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T05:39:20.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm No April Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_IsrjqyPKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7x-4VZMDK1E/s1600-h/april%2520logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184255247877553314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_IsrjqyPKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7x-4VZMDK1E/s320/april%2520logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ARTS IN RI is hosting an April contest! The contest will run from April 1st through April 8th. Fellow team member Lisa of &lt;a href="http://pinklemonadeboutique.etsy.com/"&gt;Pinklemonadeboutique&lt;/a&gt; has generously donated a beautiful handmade bag called Sakura: Featuring imported Japanese cherry blossom fa&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_Gr_jqyPJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xa_bg4BFdrs/s1600-h/cherry+blossom+petite+purse+2+-+Copy+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;br&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_IsyTqyPLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7TAimwa44JM/s1600-h/cherry+blossom+petite+purse+2+-+Copy+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184255363841670322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_IsyTqyPLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7TAimwa44JM/s200/cherry+blossom+petite+purse+2+-+Copy+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ic, trimmed in natural linen, and embellished with a detatchable handmade felt flower. It measures 11.5 x 9. Check out each of the Artsinri shops (you will find a link to each in the right hand column of our &lt;a href="http://arts-in-ri.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;) and find our April Arts In RI logo hidden in a featured item in ONE of the shops. When you find the gray and purple logo &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/convo_new.php?to_username=Venbead"&gt;convo me&lt;/a&gt; the item number and the name of the shop you found it in and you will be entered into a drawing for Sakura. You must have an etsy account, or sign up for one &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (it’s easy and free) The hunt will end at midnight EST on April 8th. The Winner will be posted on our blog and be contacted via convo on April 9th. Good luck and happy hunting!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-3836942012077261471?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/3836942012077261471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=3836942012077261471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3836942012077261471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3836942012077261471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-no-april-fool.html' title='I&apos;m No April Fool'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_IsrjqyPKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7x-4VZMDK1E/s72-c/april%2520logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-5873732284613770743</id><published>2008-03-31T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:10:37.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_GnmjqyPGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mqTG_kwXJqE/s1600-h/st-anthony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184108926931713122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_GnmjqyPGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mqTG_kwXJqE/s200/st-anthony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 2 begins on March 11th my father’s 72nd birthday. I ran to the post office with kids after I picked them up from school. Thomas helped me label all the packages fragile as I had forgotten. There were 7 in total, 1 going to the UK and 6 going domestic. As always I sent them first class with delivery confirmation. I started getting panicked e-mails from my customers a little less than a week later. The packages had not arrived. I checked the tracking on the first one. It had been scanned in Warwick and then nothing. I checked all the others and it was the same thing. I assured my customers I would go to the post office and try to find out what could have happened. Now call me crazy but going to the post office is one of the errands I actually enjoy. Now I know I can use Paypal shipping and probably should because it would provide free delivery confirmation but I just haven’t gotten around to it. I like writing out my own addresses and I like visiting the clerks in my local post office. When I inquired with Bob about my packages he assured me everything went to Providence that day and he gave me a phone number for consumer affairs. I called consumer affairs and got a voice mail for Beth. I left her a panicked message and drove down to Providence to see if I could talk to her. When I arrived at the big post office in Providence I found another Bob at the counter. He said I looked stressed and asked me to explain the situation. He was very nice and told me he was going to check the computer and he would be able to calm me right down. I knew what he would find and that he couldn’t but I waited patiently while he went to check my confirmation numbers. While I was waiting Beth called me on my cell. She asked me if I had purchased insurance and I sadly told her no. She said I couldn’t file a claim then. I told her I was at the post office and could she come and talk to me. She said where? I said downstairs at one of the windows. She said she wasn’t allowed to do that. I said Please? I wanted her to have a face with my dilemma. She said ok and came down to meet me. Bob returned and said he turned up nothing on the confirmation numbers. I already knew that. Beth and Bob exchange knowing glances and Beth said she could take down my information and run it by her boss. She said my packages were likely tied up in Springfield MA. She said when Providence’s sorting machine is down (they only have one) the packages go directly to Springfield. She said it was a good sign that they were all together and that none of them had moved. She said Springfield was likely behind in their sorting and that they would eventually turn up. I wanted to believe her. I told her the packages all contained handmade glass pendants and were not easily replaced. She urged me to buy insurance from now on and made a copy of all my confirmation numbers. I left feeling that at least a few people cared about my 7 lost packages. My customers were amazing. They were patient and understanding. We waited. The packages I mailed on March 14th all arrived at their destinations. I started praying to St. Anthony to find that mailbag. We waited some more. Every day I checked the status and every day was the same: Received at Pilgrim station March 11th. No further details. I started thinking about remaking the items. On Friday morning March 21st Beth called me on my cell. She had good news. On Thursday March 20th after 10pm the packages were finally checked into Springfield. They were in the system!!! Beth sounded almost as excited as I was. I thanked her for the news and she apologized for the delay on behalf of the US Postal Service. I told her I didn’t care as long as they weren’t lost! It took almost 3 weeks but all of my packages have finally arrived at their destinations. My customers are thrilled. I am thrilled. St. Anthony came through and Beth is getting a surprise in the mail…providing it doesn’t get lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-5873732284613770743?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/5873732284613770743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=5873732284613770743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5873732284613770743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5873732284613770743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-is-lost.html' title='Something is Lost'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R_GnmjqyPGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mqTG_kwXJqE/s72-c/st-anthony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-3412540895198541665</id><published>2008-03-26T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:27:04.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-q9MTqyPFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/r2uTTwThfPA/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-q8kjqyPDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XAt7PcT2pWk/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182161657479183410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-q8kjqyPDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XAt7PcT2pWk/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a two part series on my relationship with the US Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;Part I begins and ends on a rainy Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I never use bubble mailers” my friend Kim of &lt;a href="http://kimvglass.etsy.com/"&gt;KimV Glass&lt;/a&gt; said to me at a recent visit to my home. “Nope, priority mail in boxes” she said was the “only way to go when mailing something as precious and fragile as glass beads.” “Really?” I asked. “How do you justify the cost of shipping priority to your customers when the beads weigh only a few ounces?” I admit I was intrigued because I would love to use boxes for my beads but I’m not sure my customers want to pay $4.60 to have one key or pendant mailed to them. “Easy, I just tell them my husband worked for the postal service and he said that at any given time a 60 pound box could land on a bubble mailer holding their pendant” “Yikes that’s scary” I said, “I guess I have been lucky, oh and I have been using tins. Have I shown you my tins?” Kim was impressed with the tins and we both agreed the little tins I bought to put my keys and pendants in might protect the beads better than cardboard but it left me wondering about the priority shipping. It’s something I have been thinking about. Or at the very least using boxes and buying insurance. Anyone who does any business online knows how you come to depend on your shipping carrier. In my case it has been the US postal system. They haven’t done me wrong yet. Or so I thought….&lt;br /&gt;Flash forward 3 months and Kim shoots me an email wondering if the electroformed key with the beautiful boro cab she made has arrived for me to add charms and a chain. She wanted to wear our collaborative creation to the &lt;a href="http://www.beadfiesta.com/"&gt;BEAD Fiesta&lt;/a&gt; which was fast approaching. She had sent it almost a week before. She lives in the southern most part of the state. I live smack in the&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-q9MDqyPEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/F-d70vJqIhw/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182162336084016194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-q9MDqyPEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/F-d70vJqIhw/s200/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; middle. It’s a small state. I shoot an e-mail back saying no but I’d keep an eye out for it. Not more than 10 minutes goes by and the doorbell rings. It’s pouring buckets out and my postman is standing in the doorway in his finest USPS rain gear looking gloomy. He hands me Kim’s package and apologizes on behalf of the US postal service. OMG I almost burst into tears when I see the crushed envelope in that WE CARE bag. I tear it open with him standing there in the door. We both hold our breath....the key was hiding on the side of the box that wasn't crushed and it was OK!!!!! I mean I kept looking at it and I didn't see any cracks! I can't believe it made it. Kim you are so right about those mailers. I think I need to look at using boxes!!!! KIM WHY DID YOU USE A BUBBLE MAILER WHEN YOU HATE THOSE THINGS???!!!!! I am so telling your husband on you! I was traumatized here!!!!!! Was this a lesson? Maybe it was an omen.... (to be continued)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-3412540895198541665?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/3412540895198541665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=3412540895198541665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3412540895198541665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3412540895198541665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/mail-this.html' title='Mail This'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-q8kjqyPDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XAt7PcT2pWk/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-4420044800763703944</id><published>2008-03-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:32:29.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-KRl4u0z1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/LiOJ2hll4G4/s1600-h/paula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179862601499463506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-KRl4u0z1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/LiOJ2hll4G4/s320/paula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I mentioned last week, Diana Brennan of &lt;a href="http://www.dsbrennan.etsy.com/"&gt;DSBrennan &lt;/a&gt;helped me with my bead photography. She also took pictures of me working while I was giving her a glass demonstration. I was so excited when she shared these pictures with me. They are the first pictures of me in my happy place. This shot is particularly cool. She was using my dididium protective glasses over the camera lens to filter out the solar flare on the bead I was making so there is a purple cast to the picture which makes it more cozy. Do you have a happy place? I'd love to hear about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-4420044800763703944?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/4420044800763703944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=4420044800763703944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4420044800763703944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4420044800763703944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-happy-place.html' title='My Happy Place'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R-KRl4u0z1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/LiOJ2hll4G4/s72-c/paula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-7083811156517789294</id><published>2008-03-16T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:33:57.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shipwreck An Artist Collaboration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R921E5o9tXI/AAAAAAAAADs/62m44pfxi4s/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178494242342679922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R921E5o9tXI/AAAAAAAAADs/62m44pfxi4s/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On April 10, 1912, the largest, most elegant luxury liner in the world set sail from Southampton, England. At 46,000 tons, the Titanic was, at the time, the largest moving object ever built.There has been a romantic fascination with this story for over 96 years. Because women and children were loaded into the 20 lifeboats, the majority of the victims were men. Many of the women who died did so because they refused to leave their loved ones behind. In many ways the Titanic is a love story and represents a microcosm of all classes in society. Two lampwork artists Paula McDonough and Kristy Kempinger have come together to create a series of skeleton key jewelry that will feature a fictionalized account of various women who lost their life in this disaster because of selfless choices they made that night. Anne boarded the Titanic as a third class passenger in Queenstown, Ireland with her new husband Karl. She was 25. She was filled with the hope and excitement of a new bride beginning her married life. Their destination was Harrisburg Pennsylvania. They were traveling to meet his parents. Originally from America, Karl had convinced Anne that his father could teach him his trade as a Miller and they could start a family in his hometown. On the night of the sinking she and Karl knelt in prayer on the deck and using the chain from Karl's pocketwatch she directed them to say the Rosary together. Eventually she made her way into lifeboat number 20. However when she realized her husband was to stay behind she left the lifeboat and rejoined him on the deck. He begged her to stay on the boat but she reassured him they would wait for the next boat together. She subsequently lost her life in the disaster.This necklace called Shipwreck is Anne’s story. It is comprised of an old steel skeleton key with a borosilicate glass bead made in the flame of my torch directly on the shaft of the key. The bead is made in blues and green to represent seaweed . It measures 3/4 of an inch in diameter and 7 mm in width. It was made so that it DOES SPIN and move freely on the key. The key measures 2 3/4 inches in length. There is also another skeleton key that measures 2 3/4 inches and from that key I have hung charms made from vintage pocketwatch gears, a borosilicate glass bead, semi-precious gems, a Swarovski crystal and copper and brass findings. There is also a little vintage copper seashell charm. I have also strung a solid brass vintage luggage tag with the keys that is stamped 21. Also hanging from the keys is a gorgeous green glass vessel created by Kristy Kempinger of etsy shop &lt;a href="http://www.chickadeebeads.etsy.com/"&gt;Chickadeebeads&lt;/a&gt;. This little vessel features a unique handpulled glass that when worked in the flame, creates tiny bubbles that rise to the surface giving it an antiqued appearance. It includes a tiny piece of paper on which to write your message in a bottle~your dreams yet to come true, a love note, or a word of inspiration. Remove the tiny cork and add a few drops of your favorite aromatherapy essential oil. It may also be used to keep tender treasures close. The pendant is strung on a 30 inch gunmetal chain with a lock and key toggle clasp and will add steampunk charm to any outfit. The mix of different metals and glass is as pleasing as can be and the sound this necklace makes when worn is fabulous. You can find this necklace &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10281052"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-7083811156517789294?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/7083811156517789294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=7083811156517789294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7083811156517789294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7083811156517789294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/shipwreck-artist-collaboration.html' title='Shipwreck An Artist Collaboration'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R921E5o9tXI/AAAAAAAAADs/62m44pfxi4s/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-8583823394574090210</id><published>2008-03-14T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T07:45:34.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flaminghot.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177606227789460834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R9qNbpo9tWI/AAAAAAAAADk/ixfwWdq5C0A/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://flaminghot.wordpress.com/"&gt;Flaming Hot&lt;/a&gt; topic this week is bead photography. That's coincidental because I had a photography lesson Wednesday with the very talented Diana Brennan. Check out her etsy shop &lt;a href="http://www.dsbrennan.etsy.com/"&gt;dsbrennan&lt;/a&gt;. Her work is fabulous. She is a fellow team member on my &lt;a href="http://www.arts-in-ri.blogspot.com/"&gt;ARTSINRI&lt;/a&gt; street team. This is one of the first pictures taken using all manual settings on my Nikon D-50. Yay me! I'm so excited. I have felt so guilty owning such an awesome camera and using all automatic settings.  Why?  Because I'm a special kind of stupid and cannot follow the manual that came with the camera. One of my biggest struggles is getting the whole key in focus but Diana taught me how to do that. In return she got lunch and a glass demonstration which was actually another treat for me because she took pictures of me working and she sat through a whole pendant and a key bead!!! I can't get anyone I know to sit with me in my studio for that long lol! This picture was taken indoors using daylight bulbs and a light tent. Pretty cool huh? The best part is this key already sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-8583823394574090210?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/8583823394574090210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=8583823394574090210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/8583823394574090210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/8583823394574090210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-tricks.html' title='New Tricks'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R9qNbpo9tWI/AAAAAAAAADk/ixfwWdq5C0A/s72-c/DSC_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2483081690523844718</id><published>2008-03-10T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:44:18.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R9X_gpo9tVI/AAAAAAAAADc/VIDB1-1NpVA/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176324283130819922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R9X_gpo9tVI/AAAAAAAAADc/VIDB1-1NpVA/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen, I'm no lingerer. I have never really seen that word as a good one. I am not the lingering type. I am quick and to the point; a decisive sort. I don't linger in stores. I make my purchases quickly. I rarely slow down. Perhaps that is why I found it particularly challenging to try and figure out where I like to linger after reading a blog entry about it in &lt;a href="http://www.stampington.com/html/artful_blogging.html"&gt;Artful Blogging&lt;/a&gt;. Well I can tell you that I do like to linger behind the torch. There I can slow down enough to linger...one more pendant...one more key...what if I tried this color over that... Yes lingering in my studio is easy. But where else do I like to linger? I like to linger under the covers in my bed early in the morning when my daughter crawls in between my husband and I and shares her first thoughts of the day. I like to linger in the yard on a warm summer's day when the kids are playing nearby. I am usually beading. I like to linger in front of my fireplace. Sometimes if I have to choose between the fire in my living room and the fire in my basement studio, I pick the living room like a moth to the bigger flame. Yes lingering is decidedly good. I have been making a concerted effort to try and slow down and linger in the moment. I think happiness is made up of a million pleasurable moments strung together on a noose of responsibility. I say wear that noose proudly . Life in suburbia for us this past weekend held four basketball games, an acting class and a birthday party. My husband and I split up the duties and moved in tandem criss crossing the state to our assignments. Did I mention it was pouring? Living in the moment-lingering- at each activity was surprisingly enjoyable. Taking an hour outside my daughter's acting class with my bead magazines fueled an entire night of inspiration at the torch. At the birthday party I forced myself to make small talk with another mother and enjoyed getting to know her. The games were bittersweet. They lost the playoffs but won the tournament. I followed every play, watched every basket. As my son would say the win was "sweet". Yup, Lingering. You should try it. Where do you like to linger?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2483081690523844718?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2483081690523844718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2483081690523844718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2483081690523844718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2483081690523844718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/lingering.html' title='Lingering'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R9X_gpo9tVI/AAAAAAAAADc/VIDB1-1NpVA/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-9057360643131908577</id><published>2008-03-05T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:10:17.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Mac's Lavender Bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R87TMmKAj9I/AAAAAAAAADU/pqg4JCESoJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174305235249696722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R87TMmKAj9I/AAAAAAAAADU/pqg4JCESoJQ/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When are you going to name a necklace after me?" my best friend asked casually the other night while watching TV together. "What?" I asked suddenly realizing what she was asking me. "Huh??!" "Yeah" she said coyly "I keep checking that Etsy shop of yours and no Sha". "Ok" I said "I'll do it" with as much resolve as I could muster at 10:30 at night. "Don't forget the bling" she said. "It's not a Sha necklace without the sparkle!" I know, I know and purple too right? I said. "Oh yes, well that goes without saying...she chuckled "and it's not purple it's lavender."This is a great vintage necklace that mixes old with new. It is named after my best friend Sha (never Sharon) and it is very similar to her birthday necklace (except she didn't want any of those "broken watch parts" on hers lol). It's available in "that &lt;a href="http://www.venbead.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;" of mine right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-9057360643131908577?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/9057360643131908577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=9057360643131908577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/9057360643131908577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/9057360643131908577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/mrs-macs-lavender-bling.html' title='Mrs. Mac&apos;s Lavender Bling'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R87TMmKAj9I/AAAAAAAAADU/pqg4JCESoJQ/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2863659560653195766</id><published>2008-03-03T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:04:24.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts In RI St. Patrick's Day Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8wFYgkPnJI/AAAAAAAAADM/PnkcF93YAqY/s1600-h/marhcontest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173515990558809234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8wFYgkPnJI/AAAAAAAAADM/PnkcF93YAqY/s320/marhcontest2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8wFSgkPnII/AAAAAAAAADE/sji-TU4UrS8/s1600-h/march%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173515887479594114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8wFSgkPnII/AAAAAAAAADE/sji-TU4UrS8/s320/march%252520logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARTS IN RI my Rhode Island Etsy Street Team is hosting a St. Patrick’s Day contest! The contest will run from March 2nd through March 16th. Fellow team member Sarah Jane of &lt;a href="http://www.spiderbite.etsy.com/"&gt;Spiderbite&lt;/a&gt; has generously donated Swampmop the Nightmare Snatcher Journal which will be awarded to the winner of our contest: Furry and fearless, friendly but ferocious, these Nightmare Snatchers? are the perfect journals for writing down and drawing out all that scares, frightens, and worries.Check out each of the Artsinri shops (you will find a link to each in the right hand column of our &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.arts-in-ri.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;) and find our St. Patrick’s Day Arts In RI logo hidden in a featured item in ONE of the shops. When you find the green logo &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/convo_new.php?to_username=Venbead"&gt;convo me&lt;/a&gt; the item number and the name of the shop you found it in and you will be entered into a drawing for Swampmop. You must have an etsy account, or sign up for one &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (it’s easy and free) The hunt will end at midnight EST on March 16th. The Winner will be posted here on our blog and be contacted via convo on March 17th. Good luck and happy hunting!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2863659560653195766?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2863659560653195766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2863659560653195766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2863659560653195766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2863659560653195766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/03/arts-in-ri-st-patricks-day-contest.html' title='Arts In RI St. Patrick&apos;s Day Contest'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8wFYgkPnJI/AAAAAAAAADM/PnkcF93YAqY/s72-c/marhcontest2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2309096769981656215</id><published>2008-02-26T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T06:18:07.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Horrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8QeiYvQk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/E1-7JMPQVt4/s1600-h/houseofhorrors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171291848233227202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8QeiYvQk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/E1-7JMPQVt4/s320/houseofhorrors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8Qaq4vQk7I/AAAAAAAAACg/ATF-MYk6XWo/s1600-h/rocky+point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171287596215604146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8Qaq4vQk7I/AAAAAAAAACg/ATF-MYk6XWo/s320/rocky+point.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just bought this photograph from Erin, a young and new to etsy photographer.(It's the second photo) Her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5279478"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt; has some really cool shots of New England architecture. You must check her out. It's a photo of the remains of the Haunted House ride at Rocky Point. Rocky Point was an amusement park , and shore dinner hall situated along the coast of the Narragansett Bay. The park operated for over 150 years. Then, in 1996, the park closed. With its rides sold off, the park sat as a ghost town until it's remains were torn down in June 2007 to make way for the construction of condominiums. I have alot of wonderful childhood memories of Rocky Point and when I saw this photo I knew I had to tease my brother. The haunted house was the scariest ride in Rocky Point. There's one point where this monster would pop out of the wall and startle the crap out of you. Poor David would have nightmares after every trip to Rocky Point but that wouldn't keep us from going right back into the House of Horrors every time! The first picture is the way the ride looked when I was a kid. It's a promotional photo for a documentary about Rocky Point park called &lt;a href="http://www.rockypointmovie.com/buy/buy.html"&gt;You Must Be This Tall&lt;/a&gt; OMG I just found an old radio commercial here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joenisil.com/rockypoint/index.htm"&gt;theme song&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2309096769981656215?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2309096769981656215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2309096769981656215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2309096769981656215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2309096769981656215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/house-of-horrors.html' title='House of Horrors'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8QeiYvQk8I/AAAAAAAAACo/E1-7JMPQVt4/s72-c/houseofhorrors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-4294641871904448081</id><published>2008-02-24T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T10:13:12.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8GzsIvQk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/iUQDAWRnXsg/s1600-h/GIVEAWAY-GRAPHIC.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170611418039358370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8GzsIvQk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/iUQDAWRnXsg/s320/GIVEAWAY-GRAPHIC.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you like to win on of my vintage skeleton keys on a chain? If so enter to win on the blog &lt;a href="http://www.funkyfinds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Funky Finds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-4294641871904448081?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/4294641871904448081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=4294641871904448081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4294641871904448081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4294641871904448081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/funky-finds.html' title='Funky Finds'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R8GzsIvQk6I/AAAAAAAAACY/iUQDAWRnXsg/s72-c/GIVEAWAY-GRAPHIC.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-5651958582616731762</id><published>2008-02-21T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:38:40.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Detour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R72MLYvQk5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ys1Whll3mBY/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169442074538316690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R72MLYvQk5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ys1Whll3mBY/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as we landed in San Diego on vacation we were off to replace the four 10 oz bottles of lotion that were confiscated by airport security. "You don't fly much I guess" the guard said dryly as they pulled out bottle after bottle from my husband's carry on. The guard didn't seem amused. It was all I could do to keep a straight face until we were clear to the gate. I had distinctly told him to put his HBA products in his suitcase. He said he didn't know HBA included suntan lotion. I couldn't stop laughing. My husband wasn't amused either. So as soon as we landed we found a Target. He hadn't packed a sweatshirt either. Now it was I who was not amused. We were missing valuable sun time. As my husband browsed for what seemed like forever I huffed along the aisles nervously looking at my watch. By the time we got to the register I was so done. "Come on I said let's get out of here and go to the beach." The clerk was a tiny older Mexican woman. She looked up when she heard my pleading tone and reached over and ever so lightly touched the pendant I was wearing. "This is most beautiful" she said in broken English. "Very different" My husband smiled because he knew the magic in those words would melt away any annoyance I was feeling at that moment. And he was right. I thanked my admirer, tried to explain that I made it which came out a little awkward complete with hand signals so I just handed her my business card. I was grinning from ear to ear when we left the store. "Saved by the cashier" my husband said smugly as we walked across the parking lot looking for our rental car. "Did you give her your website?" he asked. "Yes, smartypants now take me to the beach."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a point of writing down the colors I used in that vacation pendant. This is the first time I tried recreating it and it came out gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-5651958582616731762?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/5651958582616731762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=5651958582616731762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5651958582616731762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5651958582616731762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-detour.html' title='Happy Detour'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R72MLYvQk5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ys1Whll3mBY/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-9203337477866989446</id><published>2008-02-19T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:57:02.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>George Beads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7ulCIvQk4I/AAAAAAAAACI/0_g0h4iYPy8/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168906453461799810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7ulCIvQk4I/AAAAAAAAACI/0_g0h4iYPy8/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7ukdYvQk3I/AAAAAAAAACA/-RJNWzAp_HE/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I met George. He was a 50-ish gentleman who came to the jewelry warehouse where I was buying some chains for my keys. George is a special needs adult who lives in a group home. He was with his worker. George beads. He loves plastic beads... No glass...those are "work beads"...plastic are for him. Listening to him pick out beads put a smile on my face from ear to ear. He got so excited at all the pretty colors and shapes. He got a little carried away a few times and poured a whole bin into his bag. George loves pearls. His worker was trying to talk him into some other beads but George was set on the pearls. He asked me my name, twice, and showed me his beads. Irene, one of the owners was wearing one of Georges creations. It was a beautiful pastel large pearl necklace. They don't charge George for his beads. He sells his work once a year at a special sale to benefit his center. I showed George my keys and this one was his favorite. He thought the bead looked like candy. George told me he'd remember my name next time he saw me. He said he was going to have large sub sandwich for lunch, not a small one, and then he was going home to bead. I told him I was too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-9203337477866989446?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/9203337477866989446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=9203337477866989446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/9203337477866989446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/9203337477866989446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/george-beads.html' title='George Beads'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7ulCIvQk4I/AAAAAAAAACI/0_g0h4iYPy8/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-2200068553338958887</id><published>2008-02-18T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T05:46:00.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Scene!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artbeadscene.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/7324/beenscene2cu5.jpg " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-2200068553338958887?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/2200068553338958887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=2200068553338958887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2200068553338958887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/2200068553338958887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-scene.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Scene!'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-6113499913257367353</id><published>2008-02-17T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:12:39.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7hqw4vQk2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/RaJGaRMBz_c/s1600-h/recolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997960504513378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7hqw4vQk2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/RaJGaRMBz_c/s200/recolution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I like: my kids, my marriage, family, my house, my neighbors, good friends, my studio, scrapbooking, taking pictures of my kids, taking pictures of my beads outside in the sun, my Honda pilot, My etsy shop, geocaching, checking my email to see if I have had a sale, little dogs, baby feet, baby bottoms, old keys, borosilicate glass, my torch, chicken Ceasar no croutons, cheese, peanuts and cashews, sterling silver and gems, gunmetal chain, bizarre stories, irony, sarcasm, humor, making jewelry in my yard on a warm summer day while the kids play all around me, my aerobics classes, my camera, my studio, bead magazines, glass magazines, the beach, American idol, Project Runway, the mall, handmade jewelry, clothes, haircuts, pedicures, quirky gift shops, well done beef, diet coke, adult nights out with friends, going out to eat with the kids and my parents, vacations, my 2 days off , going to the post office, the makeup isle in any department store, new lipstick or eye shadow, my Etsy customers, lampworketc.com, my RI street team, my Etsy glass artist street team, my online friends, old friends, my kids friends, my locarb lifestyle, staying in a size 2-4, my computer, opening the kiln, cuddling on the bed with my kids, alone time with my husband, having clients tell me I helped them, implosion pendants, smart people, funny people, talented people, steampunk, weird science facts, myths, ghost stories, mysteries, love stories, hip, edgy, being trendy, being entrepreneurial, new ideas, creative directions, analyzing people, diagnosing clients , following rules, frogs, lizards, turtles, the sound of my daughter’s voice, my son’s vocabulary, the scent of pine, the fireplace, a great sale, home decorating shows, animal planet, keeping late hours, torching, a good night’s sleep, girl talk, trivia, singing to the radio, my uncensored comedy station, Family vacations, Christmas, The 4th of July, getting packages in the mail, new glass, hearing I love you from my family, a new outfit, date nights, sugar free jello, DIY, making lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-6113499913257367353?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/6113499913257367353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=6113499913257367353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6113499913257367353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/6113499913257367353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/unique-me.html' title='Unique Me'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7hqw4vQk2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/RaJGaRMBz_c/s72-c/recolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-1256766652805729138</id><published>2008-02-15T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T06:00:09.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Teacher's Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7WaxIvQk1I/AAAAAAAAABw/2IiC92_Da5g/s1600-h/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167206316427481938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7WaxIvQk1I/AAAAAAAAABw/2IiC92_Da5g/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 10 year old son asked me to make something for his 4th grade teacher for Valentine's Day Wednesday night. I made her and my daughter's first grade teacher matching hearts. My daughter loved her teacher's gift but my son looked forlorn as I handed him the box. "What's the matter? You don't like the heart?" I asked him. "Mom it's not that I don't like it but it's a heart! Mom I can't give her a heart she's going to think I like her." He said in a pleading tone. I replied "But you do like her, she's your teacher right?" "Yeah Mom but she's going to think I like her, like her, you know love and stuff. Can't we give her one of those implosion pendants that's all dark she likes black, she wears it every day?" he asked excitedly as he launched into my box of stock. He pulled out a navy blue implosion pendant. "Here, this is good. no heart just steampunk". He seemed proud and relieved with his find. I chuckled "Steampunk? that's my keys not my implosion pendants." "Oh yeah, well whatever as long as it's not a heart" he said as he put the now carefully wrapped box in his backpack. I asked "What about a card? I made you and your sister a card". You're kidding right? He asked looking horrified. "No card, no way!" "Ok" I said "But without a card you are going to have to say Happy Valentine's Day when you give her the present." He paused for several seconds weighing his options. "Ok give me the card"...This is the heart he passed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-1256766652805729138?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/1256766652805729138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=1256766652805729138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/1256766652805729138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/1256766652805729138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-10-year-old-son-asked-me-to-make.html' title='The Teacher&apos;s Pet'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7WaxIvQk1I/AAAAAAAAABw/2IiC92_Da5g/s72-c/DSC_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-5149957791755772654</id><published>2008-02-14T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:10:09.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Face of Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7RZyIvQk0I/AAAAAAAAABo/eXgLcG2_kdA/s1600-h/normal_grace_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166853390374835010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7RZyIvQk0I/AAAAAAAAABo/eXgLcG2_kdA/s320/normal_grace_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my sister inlaw Liz was training for her triathalon last year she wanted to run for a cause. The woman that babysits her son (our nephew Patrick) told Liz about her neighbors The Reddington family and their daughter Grace who has rhett syndrome. Liz and my brotherinlaw Chris met the Reddingtons and Grace and there was in instant bond between the two families. They have since become close friends.&lt;br /&gt;Liz completed the grueling 12 hour race this past summer and said Grace's spirit kept her going. She raised more than $3000 for Rhett Syndrome research. Here is a video about Grace and Rhett syndrome. Turn your volume up so you can hear U2's song which could have been written for Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefaceofgrace.com/index.php/grace-the-movie/"&gt;Grace the Movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-5149957791755772654?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/5149957791755772654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=5149957791755772654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5149957791755772654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/5149957791755772654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/face-of-grace.html' title='The Face of Grace'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7RZyIvQk0I/AAAAAAAAABo/eXgLcG2_kdA/s72-c/normal_grace_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-400749656142004110</id><published>2008-02-13T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:37:23.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7N9W4vQkzI/AAAAAAAAABg/We4OC6UK5ww/s1600-h/my+other+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166611029665289010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7N9W4vQkzI/AAAAAAAAABg/We4OC6UK5ww/s320/my+other+ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been kind to myself the last week or so, buying new &lt;a href="http://www.oldnavy.com/browse/product.do?cid=5516&amp;amp;pid=536568&amp;amp;scid=536568012"&gt;PJ's&lt;/a&gt; picking out my own &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_transaction.php?transaction_id=7356139"&gt;anniversary gift&lt;/a&gt;, shopping on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;. I really can't seem to shake the winter blahs. Then of course my ring came but I had to put it away for our trip so that didn't quite do it for me. SO, apppealing to the other side of my dual natured Gemini self, I bought &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_transaction.php?transaction_id=7417691"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. It's the antithesis of the other ring. Where the other ring is bling and shine this one is earth and grit. I love them both! How is that? &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=72427"&gt;McFarland Designs&lt;/a&gt; is a beautiful shop too. Filled with silver and cabochon gemstone jewelry. I have such a weakness for sterling and stones. She is also commited to using recycled materials and all her products are vegan, meaning no animal products were used in their creation. So does that mean my retail therapy is good for the earth? Wow I feel better already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-400749656142004110?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/400749656142004110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=400749656142004110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/400749656142004110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/400749656142004110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail Therapy'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7N9W4vQkzI/AAAAAAAAABg/We4OC6UK5ww/s72-c/my+other+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-4861037522037344584</id><published>2008-02-12T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:31:57.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skeleton key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampwork frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><title type='text'>Little Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7Gs4ovQkyI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZwuBKgJ5k80/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166100336578958114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7Gs4ovQkyI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZwuBKgJ5k80/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my brother and I were kids our mother got us started collecting animal figurines. We each chose an animal. My brother picked frogs and I picked turtles. I grew to love my turtle collection but I secretly coveted my brother's frogs. Over the years between the two of us we managed to collect over 200 figurines made out of everything from shells to glass. To this day I can't look at a frog without thinking about my little bro. I knew eventually I would make a frog on a key. This guy is really cute too. Maybe I'll try a turtle next but probably I'll just continue to covet the frogs. My brother is all grown up now with a little baby son. I think I'll bring my nephew a frog the next time I visit... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-4861037522037344584?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/4861037522037344584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=4861037522037344584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4861037522037344584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4861037522037344584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-prince.html' title='Little Prince'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7Gs4ovQkyI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZwuBKgJ5k80/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-3081042363885359909</id><published>2008-02-11T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:22:56.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T and A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7EfAovQkxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3j0-WULK3u8/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165944343366767378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7EfAovQkxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3j0-WULK3u8/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age 6 falls off the kitchen stool she's laughing so hard. Age 10 shakes his head in disapproval: "That's disturbing Mommy, and very inappropriate". What can I say, I had a 6 year old moment last night during my torching session and put boobs and a butt on a key. Why? because I can...LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-3081042363885359909?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/3081042363885359909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=3081042363885359909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3081042363885359909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3081042363885359909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/t-and.html' title='T and A'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R7EfAovQkxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3j0-WULK3u8/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-4588854211563440660</id><published>2008-02-10T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:53:18.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R6_F_4vQkwI/AAAAAAAAABI/GthVY0msHlo/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165564998970282754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R6_F_4vQkwI/AAAAAAAAABI/GthVY0msHlo/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://flaminghot.wordpress.com/"&gt;The Flaming Hot&lt;/a&gt; blog topic for Jan 25 (I’m a little behind on all this blogging stuff) is “what are the little ways you enjoy glass and the business you run?” I love to photograph my glass in the late afternoon sun. There's nothing like it. Even though it was 48 degrees and windy on this day, the late day New England sun makes it look like a warm sultry afternoon. In fact when my neighbor sees me taking pictures in the driveway with my little rock pile on a wooden stool she always yells over. "Going to the beach again?" lol. Yup. Just another day at the beach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-4588854211563440660?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/4588854211563440660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=4588854211563440660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4588854211563440660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/4588854211563440660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-at-beach.html' title='A Day at the Beach'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R6_F_4vQkwI/AAAAAAAAABI/GthVY0msHlo/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-672708863521247378</id><published>2008-02-09T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:55:35.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R66M04vQkuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/crSXMzWzWGY/s1600-h/my+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165220662852227810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R66M04vQkuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/crSXMzWzWGY/s320/my+ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our 15th wedding anniversary is coming up on April 17th . We are going to be on our first Disney trip with the kids and my parents on that date. I started searching Etsy for the perfect gift for myself because after 15 years I have learned these types of things should not be left up to my husband. Maybe it was the car mats he got me for our first Christmas together. Or maybe it was the endless parade of other utilitarian devices he’s brought home. At any rate 15 is big and Disney is the happiest place on earth right? So a little bling is what I was going for when I happened upon this seller. &lt;a id="'97060" href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=97060"&gt;Artwearbycaron&lt;/a&gt; works with sterling silver and beautiful gemstones. I am such a sucker for sparkle that I had a tough time deciding on just one. This is &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;ring though. It’s really, really beautiful! I peeked when it arrived today. Come on…. I had to try it on…. Right? But now it’s been put away until our trip.&lt;br /&gt;A trip through Caron’s shop is well worth your time too. She was recently featured in a Storque series &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/storque/section/thisHandmadeLife/article/etsy-love-stories-artwearbycaron-and-missmeander/1050/"&gt;Love Stories&lt;/a&gt; because she had designed an Etsy customer’s wedding ring. It was a sweet story and she really nailed the perfect design for her customer and made a wonderful forever impact in someone’s life with her art. Wow! Isn’t that what we all strive for? And now she’s done it again… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-672708863521247378?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/672708863521247378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=672708863521247378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/672708863521247378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/672708863521247378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/making-mark.html' title='Making a Mark'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R66M04vQkuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/crSXMzWzWGY/s72-c/my+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-7625149205726533558</id><published>2008-02-09T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T05:22:02.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Revolutionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R62o8IvQktI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Si3Q9IVJNXI/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164970098755146450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R62o8IvQktI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Si3Q9IVJNXI/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was interviewed recently by a college student doing a paper on the Crafting movement and one of the things she asked me was why I thought DIY has had a such a large surge of interest? I think people are tired of the generic nature and poor quality of mass produced goods. We live in a disposable society and that can be very soul damaging to think that there will be nothing left for our children to remember us by. I think the pendulum has to swing the other way and this generation is embracing a way to leave a legacy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also asked me why &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; create things and it really made me think. At first I thought about the reason in terms of how creating pretty wearable objects from fire and glass helps improve my mental health and that's very true. But that's not the answer in terms of why I am a part of the craft revolution. Then I realized that I create in part to leave a little of myself behind for the next generation. I think the members of this movement are very smart to take back some of the control from a technology that has truly gotten away from us. It runs our lives. I think creating says to the world, "I matter." For me it's a way of connecting with the world. Remember how good it felt to bring that construction paper june bug you made in kindergarten home and have your Mom put it on the fridge for all the world to see? That's the feeling I want to capture every day when I create. So this is my June Bug world. It will still be here long after I'm gone and for that I'm very happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-7625149205726533558?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/7625149205726533558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=7625149205726533558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7625149205726533558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/7625149205726533558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-revolutionary.html' title='It&apos;s Revolutionary'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R62o8IvQktI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Si3Q9IVJNXI/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-3040643491390618235</id><published>2008-02-08T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:56:31.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Heart On for Handmade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R6zvrG3r5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOe-a0rTK5c/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164766396544706194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R6zvrG3r5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOe-a0rTK5c/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you like to win one of my hearts? Sure you would. The Esty Glass Artist's Street Team is having a contest. Go &lt;a href="http://etsyglass.com/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and enter to win this beauty. Hurry voting ends February 10th at midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-3040643491390618235?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/3040643491390618235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=3040643491390618235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3040643491390618235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/3040643491390618235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-heart-on-for-handmade.html' title='I Have a Heart On for Handmade'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R6zvrG3r5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kOe-a0rTK5c/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813100983083270827.post-268953768494277862</id><published>2008-02-08T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T14:23:20.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blog Bandwagon</title><content type='html'>I have been told by many beadmakers and artisans that the best way to get the word out about your art in 2008 is to start blogging.  I have always resisted this idea thinking that bloggers had to be the most narcissitic folks on earth. Does anyone care what I had for breakfast or how much snow fell in New England last night? I dunno I guess humans are curious about each other after all because after spending some time reading the blogs of other people I realize that life is interesting. Even the sublime can be captivating I guess.  Once I opened up my etsy shop I found I was using my listings to sort of blog anyway so I guess it's time to jump on the blogging bandwagon.  I hope I can keep up with this and I hope I can keep a few folks "captivated". And away we go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7813100983083270827-268953768494277862?l=venbead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/feeds/268953768494277862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7813100983083270827&amp;postID=268953768494277862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/268953768494277862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7813100983083270827/posts/default/268953768494277862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venbead.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-bandwagon.html' title='The Blog Bandwagon'/><author><name>Venbead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09418099691063185417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M4iNUmruibA/R60Krm3r5rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VMDtPiaG9u0/S220/fine+art.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
