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Where Have I Been

Hello there. I feel like I am obliged to reintroduced myself because of the long missing in action on the virtual world. Well, to start off, I have no more big tummy. Even if I am still wearing my pregnant jeans. Oops. I know. These kilos decided to love me more than I love them.  The weight is 60kg for 160cm right now, and my ideal weight should be around 52-53kg. So, 7 more kilos to go. Tough but not tough. I practice yoga from time to time. I am in a search of a good yoga book, or video, by the way, if you have a recommendation on which video to watch, I am more than happy to check it out.  Because to be honestly honest with you, lately browsing free yoga video on youtube means browsing Sam Smith new songs or watching Oprah Super Soul Sunday on Youtube
I also have been back to my jewelry bench. As "bench" means three pliers, cutter, and metal nail filer, laid on a piece of cloth laid all on the floor while I work sitting on the floor folding my legs.  If not at work th…
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Having a Big Stomach

Today I am 4 days past 34th weeks, the movement inside has been more intense than it has been before. It tickles me gently, at times not too gently, but no matter how intense it makes me proud everytime. Why do I love this being so much, even if she isn't being born just yet.

It gets harder to walk longer, heavy, for sure. But the urge from the doctor to lay down on the left side has prevent me to do more stuff I'd like to do. The jewelry has been a bit abandoned consequently.

At the beginning of the pregnancy the tiresome made me guilty, I hated to stay in bed and fell asleep while I can do so many things around the house, creating something, take more photos of the jewelries, or just stay outside under the sunshine. But right now all those negative feeling vanished and what seems to be more important is to have the fetus inside me grow.

It's 6 more weeks before the due date, if I am lucky you can come out at any moment in three weeks. Am I ready, are we ready, yes, no. …

SOS Doudou

I love if when I stumble upon some 'different' public notice..  This is another one.

Translated: S.O.S security blanket/sleeping bunny/friend; Lost white rabbit at Rue de l'Espérance, 11 April around 5:30 PM. Thank you in advance: 06 09 52 03 88

It's cute how far parents would go to find what it is precious to their baby. I think I can see myself doing this. Oh I hope they find the doudou..

Have a good weekend :)

Christmas Gift

From time to time I get the honor to pack a christmas gift. This time is from a husband who needs to work far from home and won't be there for christmas. I asked him if I can handwritten something for his wife he said that he already had a letter to send to her, he asked me if I can send a note 'Christmas Present, Do Not Open'. I think it's cute, so cute.

As I type through this blog post, I received a notification that I have receive a review for this blue necklace. It makes me smile. She wrote "Beautiful beautiful necklace. My granddaughter will love it. Thank's." 
It's really my day today!

Mustard, Citrus or Mango

This post is dedicated to Caroline. She bought this pair of earrings a month ago and accidentally broke the vintage millefiori over a shower, although it's not directly touching the water I suspect that the humidity really ruined this poor, literally, old glass beads. Results: she is left with a half wiped flower decoration on the coins. aw :(.  Very patient she emailed me and told me everything about it, like a sweet seller I told her to relax (of course right) and try to figure out something for her.. 
So, Caroline, I might have misread your email last week and apologize for taking three days to get back to you. It's nothing personal but my gyneco told me to lay down 4 hours a week so the baby in my stomach can rest and grow big.
Dear blog readers: OMG, I worry that I might not yet annouce you about this good news, oh well, there you know it :) I am not good a making a toast and an official announcement anyway. Will perhaps post the silly teletubies stomach later if you beh…

Stamped Drawstring Muslin Bag Packaging

Inspired by Olivsteen's work I shared on the previous post and the urge to redesign a new packaging. I've created a stamp. This is how it looks like from underneath.

Instead of using linoleum like how Olivsteen does with his work (of course I dare not to compare myself with a maestro) I did the gravure from an old eraser.  Doodle the image on a piece of paper, copy it on to the old eraser, first with a pencil and then trace it with a pen for more visibility, and cut off the area you didn't want the ink on with a cutter.

Above are the test after the cutting.  The top left ribbon is the first attempt, if you see it the right tail of the ribbon is a bit fatter than the right one. 

This red ribbon will be stamped on a drawstring muslin bag, thus will replace my existing packaging.

Nothing wrong with the old packaging really. I even like it; designed and created it myself, but the problem is that the production time sometimes takes longer than the creation of the jewelry by its…

Open Artist's studio à la Goutte-d'Or

Back from vacation, I might be able to share the photos we took at the French countryside, but not today. I am so behind of what I'd like to share in this blog, and it shouldn't be forgotten somehow. For I have something more interesting I can't wait to share.  If you follow my instagram  you've probably know what I've been doing.  But here is the introduction of the artists that inspires me.

Through this event I encountered plenty of artists.  Three artists, especially, fascinate me with their personality and their work. Paulo Henrique opened his personal space and transformed it into his personal parcours exhibition, there where he lived, he took time explaining his projects.  Mathes, unfortunately I couldn't find her website or fanpage anywhere, a retired accountant who never leave her desire as a painter.  She paints Africa from her own imagination, and my favorite of her is her new technique on painting on an already-painted fabric, batik. When she mentio…