I want everyone to feel like they went to some exotic land. I have been fortunate to travel to India many times and even before that as a child I dreamy of exotic travels. I love to sit on my bed and pour out my box of beads I love to see the many colors and I sometimes don’t plan how I will string the beads. I try to imagine myself as a woman in the market place sitting on the ground my hands busy with beads on string or wire, I like to use wire. When I am beading I am somewhere else my mind is in India or in Egypt or Markech. I don’t want to make the kind of beads that scream “Oh I’m a lady…” Mine say “I am from far away come to my land, know my name.” I went to a fine diamond store in the mall one day wearing a couple strands of my creations. I had a few rings from there over the years. I proudly said ” Look what I made.” one of the ladies said “When you have so many fine pieces why do you wear what you made?” I was a bit insulted and I said to her “because I made them.” and I walked away. To me, jewelry does not have to come with a huge price tag or be fine gem stones to be much loved. I remember when I was a little girl our neighbor made beaded jewelry sometimes she would make something for me and I was in heaven wearing my beads and carrying my granny’s big pocketbook.When a bead “maker” or “Artist” or “Lover” takes their work to sell many people will say “Why is it 25 bucks?” I don’t think people realize someone actually sat there and took one bead at a time and carefully made it into a piece of jewelry.Also beads are not cheap sadly. I want to get broken jewelry and make it into new things I always have ideas but I really don’t know what I am going to have until I hold it up finished it sort of makes itself sometimes I’m just the hands…