The ocean calls her back
Handpicked ancient beads from many different cultures that I’ve arranged to tell a story. There’s a few shells from the town I grew up in, Kailua, two tiny Indian brass bells, one yak bone bead, several coconut shell disc beads, a stunning piece of red sea glass, one vintage Italian glass bead, a few Nigerian sand cast beads (that I’m simply in love with with) a few hand hammered brass beads, bound with a couple of sweet vintage C clasps with lots of patina.
8” long
Handpicked ancient beads from many different cultures that I’ve arranged to tell a story. There’s a few shells from the town I grew up in, Kailua, two tiny Indian brass bells, one yak bone bead, several coconut shell disc beads, a stunning piece of red sea glass, one vintage Italian glass bead, a few Nigerian sand cast beads (that I’m simply in love with with) a few hand hammered brass beads, bound with a couple of sweet vintage C clasps with lots of patina.
8” long
Handpicked ancient beads from many different cultures that I’ve arranged to tell a story. There’s a few shells from the town I grew up in, Kailua, two tiny Indian brass bells, one yak bone bead, several coconut shell disc beads, a stunning piece of red sea glass, one vintage Italian glass bead, a few Nigerian sand cast beads (that I’m simply in love with with) a few hand hammered brass beads, bound with a couple of sweet vintage C clasps with lots of patina.
8” long