old
cobalt glass
tell me your stories
whose hands have held you
what secrets have you kept
where will your journey
take you
next
antique blue glass - etched and earthy - melds together with old brass.
Turns out to be a deep, rich split complementary (in the inner rings of the
color wheel):
...so why not throw in some bauxite and old man-made coral too?
This week is
color week,
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I love blue.
ReplyDeletei have an urge to hold them against my cheek and feel their smooth coolness.
ReplyDeleteOoo I have enjoyed your blue-ness too. What a fun week this is!
ReplyDeleteLovely. I'm definitely partial to cobalt blue glass.
ReplyDeleteGreat Blue Monday photographs!
ReplyDeleteHi friend, I just wanna be very quiet, open my heart and try to listen what these pieces are trying to tell. I also do think they have a lot of memories.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE that combination of intense blues with the warmth of the copper and corals And the aged vs polished textures... make my fingertips tingle. All I want to do is touch! Beautiful. Do you have a specific project in mind or are these part of a soup recipe?
ReplyDeleteWOW!!!! Just stunning!
ReplyDeleteSuch a deep rich blue you have captured! I just love the old coins next to the blue too!
Oh luscious and tactile, I love those beads! I want those beads! Gorgeous!
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ReplyDeleteso pretty! I love color week! (Thank you for the comment on my blog :)
ReplyDeleteI love those beads! You should do a cobalt bead soup. I'll be first in line to create with it.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous, gorgeous blues! I can tell your heart is mad for color. :)
ReplyDeletethis breathtaking glass reminds me of seaglass. I love it with the brass.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE THE BEADS!!!!! They are such a beautiful color!! Lovely pics!
ReplyDeletelove, love, LOVE the gemstones :)
ReplyDeleteI love the orange and blue combination!!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous texture and lighting in these...great blue shots!
ReplyDeleteBeverly,
ReplyDeleteThat poem just sums it up for me. Every single bead I own always makes me long to hear its history. I am so aware of the potential pain that was put into mining what has come to be our beads, and I cherish everyone who has touched them along the way. Wouldn't it just be divine if we could really see where they have been and thank those who have brought them to us? And the old trade beads... how fascinating a story they could tell.
"whose hands have held you"
ReplyDeletei just love that line.
the cobalt depth of these take me to mozambique a year ago when we were building schools and a church.
These are such a delicious color. I just want to run my fingers through them, gaze at them, shine light on them for hours.
ReplyDeleteHeh. Maybe that's why I should *never* have my own bead soup - I might not come up for air! :)