Barbara S Fernald Jewelry

9 a.m. Northeast Harbor. This is what I saw on the rear window of my car, and on those parked next to mine. As my fellow islanders scraped their car windows in preparation for a day of errands off-island, I grabbed my camera and opted for a later start. By 9:20 the rime had melted.

At the day’s end, a boat ride home with a striking sky.

Kaitlyn Duggan, an Islesford potter,  hosted a combined open house and ornament-making party on Dec. 20th. She invited me to participate with my jewelry and we each had some last-minute shoppers.  In the midst of a snowstorm, many of our friends came to Kaitlyn’s winter studio (a.k.a. the summer studio of sculptor Philip Grausman) to eat some goodies and make ornaments out of old Christmas cards. It was a pretty swell time, and a break from rushing around to get other things done before the rest of the holiday.

(oops! This is what happens if you try dragging a photo from someone’s Facebook page!)

Ashley was especially excited with his result, but I’m not sure what Kaitlyn is holding!

More happy results and a secret….

Second from the left is Stephanie Austin, the girlfriend of my son Robin Fernald who is third from left. The secret is that in this picture, Stephanie is actually Robin’s fiancee. He had asked her to marry him earlier in the day, on the beach during the snowstorm, and they announced it to us later that night at dinner. We are delighted that she said “yes.”

…when my studio turns into a closet. Argh! I had it so clean and tidy today after finishing up my last Christmas order. I was all ready to get to work on my Christmas presents for my sons’ girlfriends. But then there were the sons’ bedrooms to straighten up, the gift wrapping stuff to move from the dining room table, and the linen closet to organize so there would be room for all of the extra jewelry stuff like gift boxes, bags, tissue paper, and random photography props and lights… that I had been storing in the unused bedrooms of those two wonderful boy/men.  With all bedrooms being used, and space at a premium in our modestly sized house, the serene open spaces of my newly cleaned studio  beckon us to hide everything in that room and close the door. Bye bye clean studio! Needless to say, I will  not be taking a photo  of my workspace in its Holiday closet phase.

Here is a good reason to be away from home and out of the studio for a few days. A trip to Boston with Bruce to attend our son’s graduation! Excellent food at this event. We hope Fritz finds a job soon. (But maybe but not before he comes home to show off his skills during Christmas.) Mixed hopes and dreams. We are proud parents.

Cameron Fritz with one of his instructors, Jean-Jacques Paimblanc.

And with his proud mom and dad!

I had a fun time at the Island Arts Association Holiday Fair. Fewer people came through on Friday, but it picked up a lot on  Saturday. I was fortunate to have had some good sales and, as always, to have seen so many good friends before the holidays. The boat schedule from Islesford did not enable me to go back home, so I spent the nights off island at the home of my friends Harriet and Jim in Somesville. We had some good laughs as we usually do. Especially about this wacky penguin advent calendar.

On the night I arrived, I thought Jim and Harriet had forgotten to put away their Halloween decorations! It turns out that the calendar was printed in Malaysia, where maybe our word for “red”  is their word for “orange.” And maybe green means blue. On second glance, what’s not to like about  penguins chowing down on fish bones in a garbage can. Now that is some serious holiday fun!

On night #2, after a long day of work for all of us, we found we still had some energy to go back into Bar Harbor for the Midnight Madness sale. We found some good deals while supporting local businesses. On night #3, I was finished with the fair, my car was packed up and I was looking forward to a quiet night. Jim and Harriet had a dinner invitation, so I hung out with their dogs Bailor and Tucker, and their parrot Sam. Sam doesn’t talk, but he sure can imitate sounds. When I put something in the microwave, his beeps matched exactly the beeps of the buttons I pushed. As I unzipped my cash bag to organize my checks,  I kept hearing the sound of a zipper from across the room.

I opened Sam’s cage, as he likes to sit on the door at night, where he throws food down to Bailor.

I tried to teach the bird to make the sound of a dripping faucet…I’ll be waiting to hear from my hosts if I was successful.

On Sunday morning, we awoke to the first snowfall of the season.

By February I’m pretty tired of the stuff, but the first snowfall is a treat.

If by any chance, the woman who really really wanted my needle felted snowman is reading this blog entry, I really really did give it to my hosts as a thank you gift for letting me stay. But if you absolutely have to have one, I could manage to make another one. What I should have told you, but was too distracted to remember at the time, was that there are some really great needle felted snowmen on Etsy. Just got to etsy.com  and type in needle felted snowmen in the search area. Or copy and paste this address in your browser. I think you will like it.

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_2&listing_id=36010064

All over the island there are bunchberry plants growing along the roadside . The veins on the back of the leaf make a nice pattern for earrings made of metal clay. I’ve made them with silver and bronze clay before, but this was the first time I attached bronze wire to the “leaf” before firing.

Bronze and copper clay leaves earrings after firing. The green patina on the bronze leaves was a happy accident.

Finished earrings, with patina and burnished vein lines. The bronze wire, fired in  place turned a copper color.

The next batch of bronze leaves. Trying to turn a happy accident into a planned result:

Almost…..

Island Arts Association

Holiday Craft Fair!

Friday, Dec. 4        9 a.m. – 5 p.m.

Saturday, Dec. 5   9 a.m. – 3 p.m.

At the Atlantic Oaks

in Bar Harbor, Maine

20% off all Barbara Fernald Jewelry!

Thank you for supporting local craftspeople.

My camera battery was too low for the deep red sunset on Saturday night, so I headed to the Sand Beach tonight, determined to catch something in these boat house windows. The colors were different, but I was still rewarded with a pretty spectacular sun set.  For all of my work with rocks and their organic shapes, my sketches turn to straight lines, spirals, triangles and circles. My late afternoon trip to the beach was inspiring.

Check out the parallel lines of clouds and beach.

As I was headed home, I looked down at my feet to notice that there were arcs and circles all along the top of the beach. They reminded me of crop circles. The light was pretty well gone, and the flash flattened them out too much, but I got enough of a shot to give the idea of how they looked. Can you tell how these were made?  (Hint: It was really windy yesterday.)

Yup. I know. I’m very lucky to live here.

Beach stone necklaces with Precious Metal Clay, sterling silver chain, or freshwater pearls; on their way to the Archipelago Gallery in Rockland, Maine: