
So, I had an invitation to spend a week in Key West ... tell me, what would you do? Don't lie to me, you'd go, too. Even if you are scheduled to work on the spring line, and you have company coming in two weeks, you are gonna go! Even if you already live in Florida, you are gonna go! Key West is somewhere else.
The real question is what do I take so the downtime is productive. I made a kit from one of those plastic clamshell boxes the Indian gems get shipped in. To keep the chaos to a minimum, I decided to limit my designs to those earrings I have meant to get to. Small size, limited amount of beads, etc. So I packed pairs of focal beads in individual little zippy bags, combined with pinches of coordinating small stones. Then I grabbed a couple of little bags of headpins, some jumprings, a foot each of 20 gauge gold and silver wire, my mini-round pliers, a chainnose, and a cutter. I added my little 2.5x2.5 inch bench block and my smallest chasing hammer. I also checked the internet for a supplies store in the neighborhood (because you know I'm going to need something I didn't think of) AND (very important) I made sure I had a tax exemption certificate with me.
So here I am, sitting in quirky Key West, overlooking the marina at the Galleon, and working on my spring line. Life is good.
The real question is what do I take so the downtime is productive. I made a kit from one of those plastic clamshell boxes the Indian gems get shipped in. To keep the chaos to a minimum, I decided to limit my designs to those earrings I have meant to get to. Small size, limited amount of beads, etc. So I packed pairs of focal beads in individual little zippy bags, combined with pinches of coordinating small stones. Then I grabbed a couple of little bags of headpins, some jumprings, a foot each of 20 gauge gold and silver wire, my mini-round pliers, a chainnose, and a cutter. I added my little 2.5x2.5 inch bench block and my smallest chasing hammer. I also checked the internet for a supplies store in the neighborhood (because you know I'm going to need something I didn't think of) AND (very important) I made sure I had a tax exemption certificate with me.
So here I am, sitting in quirky Key West, overlooking the marina at the Galleon, and working on my spring line. Life is good.

