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Art Day

Last Saturday, Small Town had a sidewalk sale like only Small Town can do it. The candy shop, which could have made a killing, wasn't even open much less have treats outside to attract customers. There was a man sitting at a table under a tent apparently selling nothing whatsoever. He just sat there, smiled, and said "hello." The library sold used books at tables set up in front of the heating and cooling business. And in front of one of the finest salons in town was a table full of crap. The employees emptied out their junk drawers, I think, and slapped price tags on the stuff.

I said "hello" to the guy at the table. At the heating and cooling place, I bought a biography of Abigail Adams, and at the salon, I spent $5 on the ugliest necklace you ever saw. It was made of glass beads and wooden beads, and it was covered in dust.

I unstrung the beads and rinsed them off, and then I sat down to make earrings. Vintage, I call them.


The pair with black and white chipped stones is actually from another source. I scoured the local antique store that is large enough to house the Pentagon looking for cheap jewelry that I could disassemble and turn into something new. I found a pair of clip on earrings so old the wires threaded through the stones were brittle and practically rotten. The pair cost me one whole dollar, and I have made two new pair of earrings out of them. Fun. Now I just need someone to buy them from me. Any takers?

Comments

These are great, Robyn. I like all of them but I think my wife would like the pair on the bottom left. Can I email you for further details?
Anonymous said…
Lovely...all of them! You are so talented :) I have my new red ones on today!
Alifan said…
lovely Robyn again I have to say what talent.......

I do not wear earings nowadays, but still wear my bracelet you made me....
dive said…
Wow! I love all of them, Robyn. You're a veritable one-woman craft factory!
Maria said…
YOU should have been sitting at your own craft table, Robyn...

And hey, I am reading a fantastic book that reminds me a lot of your writing style. It is "Olive Kitteridge" by Elizabeth Strout. Have you read it?
MmeBenaut said…
Now that's what I call enterprising. Not only can you see the use for something that is someone else's dusty trash but you get on with making it and they're lovely Robyn.
You should definitely book a stall at the next Church fete. You'll make a killing.
Scout said…
Rich, your package is in the mail.

PF, I'm glad you like your earrings. I've got more if you want 'em.

Alifan, I have thought about making another bracelet or two, but I'm having so much fun with the earrings.

Dive, if I didn't have a dang job, I could be a craft factory.

Maria, I have not heard of the book, but I loved the last one you recommended (At the Bar), so I'll give it a shot.

Mme Benaut, I'm considering etsy.com. I'm just biding my time a little while I build up my stock.

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