The maker hands

From time to time we must listen to our body and see what it has to say .

We tend to take things for granted but nothing is immutable, nor acquired!
It is already so difficult and frustrating to be in constant pain and living in slow motion, but at least, I was able to do what needed to be done!  Having pain in my hands, wasn't something, I had thought about.
My little hands hurt!
Have you ever thought how important and indispensable our hands are ?
No, I have not.
Our hands are our survival tools and when they are in pain, our soul also is in pain.
My survival tools are giving up !
I am not in a complaining mood, neither do I want to victimize myself. I am kind of private person, but just for today's post, I needed to share why I have been so slow recently.
The hands of the maker are the intermediary between his thought and his creations.
Isn't it said that the hands are the reflection of the soul?
Aren't they the tools that realize or better reflect and transform our imagination into the finished piece?
For nearly two months now, my hands hurt so bad !
In a moment of  introspection, I listened to them.
In order not to sink into depression and stay in my  corner, I decided to paint.  While waiting for my hands to feel better, I painted some metal finding which I will use in my jewelry creations.

Vintage Waziri Tribal Buttons and antique brass leaf pendant painted with swellegant paint.

Beautiful flowers from my "jungle" backyard. :)

Crystal quartz point beads, rare Moroccan fossilised Bryozoan coral pendant and our sour cherries. Birds being great lovers of cherries, it is rare that we can pick them before they eat them all. 🍒🐦 😊

On my journey to seek and connect with others and because of my admiration for the beautiful tribal cultures around the globe, I recently acquired this gorgeous Turkmen pendant.  I will deconstruct it  and use the individual pieces in my creations. This is my way to pay tribute to those who owned it before me and who have worn it gracefully. Now, it is my turn to continue with it and write another kind of story.

I love the wild flowers in our "jungle" garden. :)

Cascades of old bells, beads, and dangles in this beautiful very-long Turkmen Bell-Tassel Head Jewelry with a sturdy Turkmen beaded triangle with a bird perched on top.  
The bells sway with every movement, making a wonderful sound and scaring away demons. Warm age patina. Tassels like this one, was traditionally worn attached to the tops of head dresses, at the sides of head to frame the face, or along the Turkmen woman's single hair braid.

Sour cherry aka Morello cherry

 This  collectible, wearable old Turkmen Tribal Jewelry handcrafted in the mid to early 1900's.

My shop will be closed from mid July through  August. To make room for my new designs, which still need to be photographed, I am offering 15 % off the entire shop, until I close in mid July.  I hope that my hands will feel better by the end of summer !
Coupon code: ETE2017
I wish you all happy summer vacations.

As always, thank you so much for stopping by.  

Merci beaucoup. :)