Today, I decided to bead and craft a bracelet. With the exception of the bracelet's underside, all material is from my friend Megan, who once lived and worked in the Yukon for some time.
I have never before attempted freehand beading - though I am the direct descendent of an embroidery-pro mother, and also spent many hours on end over a loom as a child. I'd fashion my own patterns for bracelets and get lost in them all day. It was more of a math, though, that.
Today, though, I felt like I was tapping into that same capacity for attention that exists solely between me and an art. This took all day. I didn't bother to think about going back to work tomorrow after a long winter vacation. I didn't bother to be anxious or worry, and mark or sleep instead.
Crafting is meditative. I also think it's something for which I have a bit of natural skill - be it genetics, or cultivation, or interest.
I'm really happy with this one - not the least of all reasons being that I finally have a bracelet to properly fit the proportions of my miniscule wrist.
I plan to make my own regalia vest within the next couple years. It's good to know that the beading won't be too much of a problem. I'm sure further attempts will yield even more learned results, too.
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