Some ten or twelve years ago, I picked up a ceramic skull bead from a hippie store. It was weirdly painted, with big blue clown-like triangles over the eyes and too many drawn-on cracks and crevices. Still, this was before shopping on the World Wide Web (as this scary new thing was commonly called then) really caught on, so it was the best skull I could find. And boy, I really liked skulls then.
I ended up painting over most of the unnecessary details, popping in two red rhinestones for eyes, and centering it on a string of black glass beads:

Then I wore it once to a New Year’s party (of all things!) and promptly forgot all about it until last week, when I fished it out of one of my jars of jewelry parts, broken bits, orphaned earrings, and unsorted beads. Because I was on a Dia de los Muertos kick, I took the necklace apart, repainted the skull with some Testors paint I had lying around, and restrung it. This time, I chose a colorful flower design, using the basic instructions found here. This is what I ended up with:

I’d like to say it was a lot of fun, but I’ll be honest: I’m in my mid-thirties now, and I’ve COMPLETELY lost my patience for seed bead work. This is most likely the last such project I’ll ever do with teeny-tiny beads and a needle the size of a fine wire. Believe me, I used to do a lot of them. Hmm . . . perhaps all those little flowers make a fitting memorial to my seed days . . .
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The bag in question is, of course, the popular Fat Bottom Bag from the Stitch n Bitch Happy Hooker book (google it if you want to see five million others). It’s not quite my thing, as I prefer purses that can’t be easily snatched from my hands (yeah, I grew up in Chicago), but I did like the neat herringbone half-double crochet pattern, and I thought it might be a fun purse to bring to social occasions. It made good use of my leftover Ivory Sparkle from the 

I didn’t realize how porous the untreated wall would be, and it sucked up an entire can and still came out blotchy like this. Plus, I neglected to wear safety goggles and ended up with a fine mist of purple dust on my prescription glasses. I think I’ve cleaned that off, but on a microscopic level I don’t think my lenses are quite the same as they were. Anyway, I found this whole debacle so depressing that I abandoned the project for about six months. It was a hot, humid, and often rainy summer anyway, or so I said.

That round decorative bit, by the way, is a cookie tin lid. A couple months ago I happened upon a garage sale where these old people were giving away tons of cookie tins, and against my better judgement, I grabbed an armful. I might use more as decorative elements when I start up Phase II next year. We’ll see.
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