Thursday, March 26, 2009


Crocheted necklace with fimo peppers.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Retro Rome

My view on theme The Roman Empire. Simple do.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Sweet Grapes

As you can see, I made something new. I took it's photo, uploaded it on blog, so you could criticize me. I've been around, but with my sweet baby, so I have excellent excuse.
I'm glad to be back.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Red Marine

Here I come, in creative action again. This is new necklace made just like previous necklaces with fimo/mancala/wire so it is new, but not so new. Hehehe.
I have few more peaces of jewelery but I haven't got good conditions for photo shoot. Weather is so ugly and gray, and that is why my photos look like amateur work. Colors are changed. Wait just a bit more, I'll get white box and than you'll see my pride and joy.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Reggae Time

New crocheted necklace. Colorful and happy. I like to wear it on black clothes.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Nature Dance

After long period of time I made this necklace. I made it of some kind of rope, wooden and ceramic beads and sateen ribbon.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

"Return to reality"-she said

Well people, it was short but sweet trip to seaside. Ten days with my darling in just small room can be fun, but we spent them in beautiful place called Igalo. Went to Dubrovnik to see all the magnificent things from the past. Photographed everything that we considered as "a one of a kind" scenery. Eat in great restaurants. Listened the great melody of the sea and wind in harmony.
But, always but. There were some things that I didn't like. Train was horrid. Old, smelly coupe was ready to film some horror or great triler. Now imagine long trip in these conditions, to have a sleep in hideous bed, with dirty blanket. When we get off the train first thing we did was washing our faces and hands. In paradise of our bathroom we "get rid" of all the smells and agony. With first drops of water tiredness was beaten.
From this trip I'll never forget this old man. He told me that he spent his life in Dubrovnik from the time he was just eight years "old" boy. He has seen everything in the world but "no place is like home" he said.