Everywhere I go I see patterns now. I see random pictures on Pinterest or on TV and think, “Wow, that would make a cool beading project”. I fear I am on the brink of a new obsession.
I tend to be drawn more to linear progressions of pattern. More Frank Lloyd Wright, less Alphonse Mucha. More Deco, less Nouveau. Maybe it is just because I know layout would be easier, but I’ve always like patterns.
When I was a dancer, drums were always my favorite. Patterns again. I can still rock a pair of zills like nobody’s business.
If my sewing skills were anything to write home about, I might have gotten into quilting like the beautiful example up top. I don’t have the patience for fiddly bits of fabric. But pretty piles of sparkling glass that you can stir with your finger like a dragon playing with its trove? I can get into that.