Time to tell you a bit more about my story on my tiny bead addiction. A big addiction, but tiny beads off course. Last time I told you my necklaces where far to simple and I had sold a few to colleagues. But my business wasn't thriving, if you could call it a business at all.
I needed to find something better if I wanted to make it in the Jewelry business at all. Since my physical health problems had forced me to give up my music (who knows maybe if I have the courage one day I might make a short video of me singing). I really needed to find something to keep me busy during the time my body needed rest. So I had no intention of giving up on this. Must have herited some of my fathers stubbornness.
I remembered seeing something with thin metal wire that another colleague made. So I started searching the net again to find out how to make those. The net aaah such a wonderful invention, but careful you could get addicted just like me to my beads. And I haven't found a cure. Actually I am still not sure if I even want that cure. I hope this picture is not too shocking, but this is what my first wire necklaces looked like.
I know that's a hideous picture. Sooo sorry 😉 Way to dark, my own shadow on it and way too yellow, or should I say brown. But the necklace itself wasn't that bad, and I did sell a few of those to colleagues again. Haha those poor colleagues, but sweet, they must have felt sorry for me.
But I decided I had bothered them more than enough. I wasn't gonna bring my jewelry pieces to work anymore, only if they asked for it. That's when I found out about creative markets. I bought some materials to be able to make me a stand at those markets. I used an old pasting table and some lawn chairs to be abele to present my goods.
The biggest reward I got on those markets were the great comments from people who admired my work. And I even sold some pieces. Seriously I am not pulling your leg. After deduction of my costs I had about 30 or 40 euro left for buying new supplies. Just like a little girl in a candy store 😀
But the biggest downfall was the pain I was left with afterwards. So much that I could hardly straighten my back. My husband could not understand why I still wanted to do this. He actually really got mad at me sometimes, cause he didn't like to see me in so much pain for such a lousy bit of money.
That"s it for today - hope you enjoyed
Have a great day
Renata (Seadbeady) :)
