Earrings....

Earrings contain much history.

I once read a story of a despondent little girl who had a teacher whose attention and caring changed her life. The teacher always wore dangle earrings, and when questioned why explained how it was something of beauty to her, a reminder from what she had come and made of herself.

Sailors once wore earrings to signify trips around the world, or surviving the sinking of a ship. Or in hopes that if they died in a shipwreck someone who found the body would take the earring in payment of their burial.

Some believe earrings came about simply as a way to draw attention to a person's face. Some cultures use it as a rite of passage.

For myself, they are something I can make with my own two hands, relish in the accomplishment that I made something pretty to enjoy for myself, or take pleasure in giving away to those I care for.

And I'm tired of those pretty dangles, most made, some bought, sitting in a drawer, out of sight, out of mind. Currently I'm fashioning my own hanger to display my creations, and once again, I do not have the patience with myself to have it complete.

So far tonight the frames are painted, just waiting for the mesh tomorrow, being brought over by my friend. For her contribution she will leave with her own display and a new pair of baubles to hang on it.