Thursday, June 07, 2007


Every year Carol Strand-Siebers hosts a beaded face swap, last year was the first year in which I participated. What fun! I beaded up 4 faces and sent them off to be swapped out. All the faces I used were made from polymer clay, three of them by Jennifer Martin, one (the witch) was a random purchase on EBay.

I glue the face to a square of Pellon peltex #70 or something similar and begin my beading. The faces are not too big - approximately 2 inches, so they bead up pretty quick.

Once the beading is finished, I glue the pin back to the Pellon, then add ultrasuede to the back - attaching the back to the front using a picot edge or something similar.

There is a great book, Beading with Cabochons by Jamie Cloud Eakin. It covers, in depth, beading around cabs using different stitches and some nice edge stitches and finishing techniques.

The faces I received back in the swap were nothing short of stunning - - if you'd like to see them follow the links by clicking on the names of their creators: Carol Strand-Siebers, Connie Welch, Monica Magness, Lora Kinberger


Ulla said...

What a lovely gallery.I love the first Gazing globe and the small faces.Just a great work
Ulla in the north of Sweden

Grace said...

Thank you Ulla - I appreciate you stopping by and making a comment.

Take care,

freebird said...

I am probably too isolated but I haven't seen cabs like these. Now, what kinds of things besides ordinary cabs could I bead around... You made them very nice and thanks for showing the back of one; again you do nice work all around.

Leaves of Grass

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body - Walt Whitman