This Isn't Your Mother's Charm Bracelet

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

John Keats' epic poem, Endymion, 1818

A labor of love comes to an end. I'm inordinately proud of this piece and hope someone scoops it up soon; it doesn't deserve to languish without an owner.

This is a serious piece. Weighty and solid. I used a ton of sterling and fine silver (made headpins with my new torch for the cane glass beads) and was crazy meticulous about working every technique perfectly. It's bold and contemporary and definitely not for the shy retiring type.

Taking photos was arduous as well. So hard to get the feel of the piece captured. The beads are luscious and pick up light beautifully. The silver is polished and dazzling. I think I did ok, but who knows. I took a ton of pictures and rejected most of them.

Anyway...I'm feeling kind of crappy (killer fall allergies), but will do another set of photos of a necklace destined for the Etsy shop. And then I might just play with my torch some more. If I can get out from under this cat that is.


  1. Just gorgeous! Is that David Christiansen cane glass? Everything I've ever made with those beads sold before I had a chance to list it :) Hope this one disappears as quickly for you!

  2. Thanks so much. I feel like a proud momma or something. Yes it is DC glass. This is my first piece using some. I have more in different colors. I really hope it goes, too.


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