Goodbye Beads

I do nothing with my bead stuff. I have no motivation, no inspiration. My mums been asking me to make a bracelet for ages. It's a simple memory wire bracelet, all I'd have to do is sit and thread beads on a bit of wire until it was full and finish it off. Easy. But I don't want to do it. It makes me really angry that she keeps asking for it because why can't she just understand that I don't want to do it? It makes me a bit angry that I don't want to do it because why not? I love beads. 

Or I used to... I've spent a few years harping on about how I want to be a jewellery designer/maker. I've spent loads of money on books, a course in London, beads, pliers, wire, Etsy fees and business cards. Spent loads of time photographing, listing, relisting, reading about SEO, building twitter followers, trying to be part of Etsy teams. 

I get no joy out of it any more.

I have totally lost my passion.

I found a bag of beads in a corner of my room, according to Instagram it was 38 weeks ago which puts us in July, I bought them in October 2013. I haven't touched them, they are still all strung up, all with receipts, all in their little carrier bags. 

I'm going to sell my collection. Maybe I won't sell all of it, maybe I'll get drawn back in while sorting out what to get rid of. 

If I look back over my blog, of the few sporadic posts I've made, they are about silver. I love my Friday silver class. I haven't lost my passion for this. It might be something to do with the social side of it. Or that there's tea and custard creams... This Friday we are starting a cone setting project. Once I've done that I'm going to make some simple rings and stud earrings and list those on my Etsy shop. I'm going to move away from beads but still dabble in something crafty.