I’m still loving setting found bits of glass, pottery, and other items in metal and then making them into jewelry. I have a small boxfull, collected at a time when I knew the pieces had possibilities and saving them for a time when I had the skill level to use them. Now is that time and I am just loving it.
I don’t know what this little bit of pottery used to be – maybe a saucer or dinner plate? It doesn’t have the curvature a cup or bowl would have. How many times have I picked it up and felt its smoothness created by sea and sand? I’m proud to have used it and hope I honored it by setting it in sterling silver and arranging beads in colors and shapes that echo its quiet beauty.
