She looked up at the clouds and said 'I see God.' When I asked what God was doing she said 'Making Stuff.'

Saturday, May 15, 2010

I was a teenage Bowerbird

I love bowerbirds. They are those nest interior designers that tweak their abodes to attract the ladies. They collect flowers (that they refresh when they wilt), bottle caps, scraps of ribbon, berries... anything to make their bower an adequate expression of who they are. When a potential mate comes along they dance like banshees.

I am not much of a dancer, but one day I had my jewelry findings, glass bead remnants, and odds and ends spread out before me. I left my unhealthy production mode and entered the bowerbird worldview picking and weaving bits and pieces to make a necklace just how I wanted it. It was a little nutty but fun and I love my new necklace.


  1. So glad you're doing this, Dale! It's great to have the opportunity to see more of your gorgeous work & read the stories behind it! What funny creatures, those bowerbirds--I'm sure all those decorating males (sure they're not gay?) would admire your necklace...

  2. Yea, I finally figured out how to do this! Dale, your jewelry mesmerizes me and your creativity and energy inspires me.