A reflection on my bead-making journey wouldn’t be complete without looking at my first piece, my hawk skull.
I picked a hawk because we have quite a few that nest/hunt in our neighbourhood, and I’ve always been a little in awe of them. They soar so gracefully, and are stunning when you can see them perched in a tree or swooping down to the ground to catch their prey. And yet, tiny little birds chase them through the air and the hawks flee from them. It’s the oddest thing. I picked a hawk skull in particular because my artistic skills are a bit limited, so I figured that it wouldn’t be quite so obvious if I didn’t hit the mark ;)
Even with my bar set a bit low, it wasn’t all that I hoped it would be: it took me a few extra months to start and finish it, and even longer to oxidize it. I had to turn it into a pendant, instead of a bead, because I didn’t make the eye holes big enough to fit on a bracelet chain. There’s more than a few unintended scratches that I didn’t notice until after I sintered it. Then, while trying out a new steel brush to see if it would burnish it more, it scratched it even more. I never got around to getting a proper bail for it, but that hasn’t made a difference; I still wear it frequently on my Trollbeads black leather necklace.
But, as my first piece, I think I did pretty well. And, despite the things that didn’t go “right,” I still love the end result!
Have you made or done anything where things didn’t go the way that you planned, but you were still happy at the end?