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Eye of the Dragon

When I am not seeing the beauty or humor in the world, I know it is time to make something. I have found that I am a much happier person when I take time to create. Making things has been a part of my life since I was tiny and playing with my grandmother's button box.

Last semester, I brought only paper craft materials with me to school. Over the winter break, I spent days making chain maille. I took that as a sign that perhaps I should bring my supplies back for this semester.

Because the school had us take a Contract Negotiation course this past weekend (woohoo-1 credit in a weekend!), we have been going for almost two weeks without a day free from school. Last night, I was studied out and decided to take a break. I rummaged through my rings and found that I had the supplies to make this pendant called Dragon's Eye by Lisa Smeltzer. I bought the tutorial from Blue Buddha Boutique ages ago, so it was fun to finally tackle it.

The finished pendant is fairly chunky--about 2" in diameter with a 1" cross-section. I left out the "eye" on one side because that gives a second look, and I agree with Alton Brown's philosophy on uni-taskers. Not familiar? Click the hyperlink for  a quick video that will show an example of his scorn. 


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