This kind of weed is legal
I put this necklace off for ages because it seemed like a whole lotta work.
I was right (so many edges and points and corners!), but I’m glad I finally did it because while it was tough going, it ended in far less frustration than I had expected.
A little stalk of fireweed for your neck. Well…not for your neck. Not this particular one anyway. This one sold at Halifax Crafters (to the same lad-ay who bought my Twin Otter necklace! I’m pretty psyched these two pieces will get to sit beside each other in her jewellery box), but I’ll make more.
Hand-sawn brass hung on more brass.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a dog walk to enjoy before I hit to the nines at White Elephant tonight. I need a dress for the Hamilton Arts Awards, where I’m nominated as the emerging writer alongside established Hamilton poet (musician, composer, educator, and on and on and on…) Gary Barwin.
I don’t want to count chickens out of school, but I THINK WE’RE GOING TO WIN.