Bohemian Beading at the Big Bee
by Christine - Moonshadow's resident artist and queen of all things beaded.
For me the universe consists of not atoms, but beads. Wherever I go, wherever I look, I see beads - the waterfall showers sparkling clear beads over the moss; the sun shines on the snow and trillions of silver beads pop up; waves roll in and bless us with sprays of beads. I lie on my back on the forest floor and see a kaleidoscope of bright beads through the branches. Bushes are covered with bead-berries in all the warm colours - yellow, orange, red, purple. Trees drop wonderful earth-coloured beads in the form of acorns and seeds. And even at night, the pure joy of looking up at the bead-filled heavens. Continue reading