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Showing posts with label handmade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label handmade. Show all posts
Friday, 7 September 2012
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Once again.... another Dual length owl necklace creation!
Following the previous dual length owl necklace in Oct 2011, Blackpatch once again designed and handcrafted another dual length silver owl necklace! Tapping on the same concept, Blackpatch experimented with another handmade pendant.
Some may think that since this is not the first "2-in-1" dual length owl necklace that Blackpatch created, it should be a breeeeeezzzzze. But nope... it never comes easy as each piece presents its own challenges. :) This time, Blackpatch created a pendant that is "lenghty". This brings several questions such as what is the optimal length? should the chain be attached to the rings or should they be allowed to run freely through the rings? etc etc....Trivial considerations, one may think.... but when it comes to handicraft, it's the trivial things that need consideration.
After some trial and error..... staring at it over the weeks.... (yes Patch has that habit of literally staring at the "raw crafts" for ideas), and surprisingly some application of Physics is useful in times like this .. Blackpatch finally got their latest dual length owl necklace ready!
Still sticking to the basic colours of silver and black, Blackpatch wanted this chain to be yet another everyday wear. Not just ANY everyday wear, but one that is one-of-a-kind and totally handcrafted. This being the only piece made, it is assured to be the only piece out there. :)
Check out the below on how the chain can be instantly transformed from a long chain to a short necklace.
To view more photos of how it looks when worn short and long, or to find out the size of the pendant and the length of the chain, do visit our Etsy shop at Etsy Shop : 2 in 1 Owl necklace Long AND Short
Some may think that since this is not the first "2-in-1" dual length owl necklace that Blackpatch created, it should be a breeeeeezzzzze. But nope... it never comes easy as each piece presents its own challenges. :) This time, Blackpatch created a pendant that is "lenghty". This brings several questions such as what is the optimal length? should the chain be attached to the rings or should they be allowed to run freely through the rings? etc etc....Trivial considerations, one may think.... but when it comes to handicraft, it's the trivial things that need consideration.
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| Unique handmade pendant - an adorable little silver owl with random wire "weavings" around |
After some trial and error..... staring at it over the weeks.... (yes Patch has that habit of literally staring at the "raw crafts" for ideas), and surprisingly some application of Physics is useful in times like this .. Blackpatch finally got their latest dual length owl necklace ready!
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| The use of a unique black plastic accessory to enhance the look - Angular patterned on the front and flat on the back (so pendant lies flat against the chest) |
Still sticking to the basic colours of silver and black, Blackpatch wanted this chain to be yet another everyday wear. Not just ANY everyday wear, but one that is one-of-a-kind and totally handcrafted. This being the only piece made, it is assured to be the only piece out there. :)
Check out the below on how the chain can be instantly transformed from a long chain to a short necklace.
To view more photos of how it looks when worn short and long, or to find out the size of the pendant and the length of the chain, do visit our Etsy shop at Etsy Shop : 2 in 1 Owl necklace Long AND Short
Friday, 20 January 2012
The Language of the Birds- Brass long necklace
The Language of the Birds
- Folk tales from Russia
Somewhere in a town in holy Russia, there lived a rich merchant with his wife. He had an only son, a dear, bright, and brave boy called Ivan. One lovely day Ivan sat at the dinner table with his parents. Near the window in the same room hung a cage, and a nightingale, a sweet-voiced, gray bird, was imprisoned within. The sweet nightingale began to sing its wonderful song with trills and high silvery tones. The merchant listened and listened to the song and said: "How I wish I could understand the meaning of the different songs of all the birds! I would give half my wealth to the man, if only there were such a man, who could make plain to me all the different songs of the different birds."
Ivan took notice of these words and no matter where he went, no matter where he was, no matter what he did, he always thought of how he could learn the language of the birds.
Some time after this the merchant's son happened to be hunting in a forest. The winds rose, the sky became clouded, the lightning flashed, the thunder roared loudly, and the rain fell in torrents. Ivan soon came near a large tree and saw a big nest in the branches. Four small birds were in the nest; they were quite alone, and neither father nor mother was there to protect them from the cold and wet. The good Ivan pitied them, climbed the tree and covered the little ones with his "kaftan," a long-skirted coat which the Russian peasants and merchants usually wear. The thunderstorm passed by and a big bird came flying and sat down on a branch near the nest and spoke very kindly to Ivan.
"Ivan, I thank thee; thou hast protected my little children from the cold and rain and I wish to do something for thee. Tell me what thou dost wish." Ivan answered; "I am not in need; I have everything for my comfort. But teach me the birds' language."
"Stay with me three days and thou shalt know all about it." Ivan remained in the forest three days. He understood well the teaching of the big bird and returned home more clever than before. One beautiful day soon after this Ivan sat with his parents when the nightingale was singing in his cage. His song was so sad, however, so very sad, that the merchant and his wife also became sad, and their son, their good Ivan, who listened very attentively, was even more affected, and the tears came running down his cheeks."What is the matter?" asked his parents; "what art thou weeping about, dear son?"
"Dear parents," answered the son, "it is because I understand the meaning of the nightingale's song, and because this meaning is so sad for all of us.""What then is the meaning? Tell us the whole truth; do not hide it from us," said the father and mother.
"Oh, how sad it sounds!" replied the son. "How much better would it be never to have been born!"
"Do not frighten us," said the parents, alarmed. "If thou dost really understand the meaning of the song, tell us at once."
"Do you not hear for yourselves? The nightingale says: 'The time will come when Ivan, the merchant's son, shall become Ivan, the king's son, and his own father shall serve him as a simple servant.'"
The merchant and his wife felt troubled and began to distrust their son, their good Ivan. So one night they gave him a drowsy drink, and when he had fallen asleep they took him to a boat on the wide sea, spread the white sails, and pushed the boat from the shore. For a long time the boat danced on the waves and finally it came near a large merchant vessel, which struck against it with such a shock that Ivan awoke. The crew on the large vessel saw Ivan and pitied him. So they decided to take him along with them and did so. High, very high, above in the sky they perceived cranes. Ivan said to the sailors: "Be careful; I hear the birds predicting a storm. Let us enter a harbor or we shall suffer great danger and damage. All the sails will be torn and all the masts will be broken."
But no one paid any attention and they went farther on. In a short time the storm arose, the wind tore the vessel almost to pieces, and they had a very hard time to repair all the damage. When they were through with their work they heard many wild swans flying above them and talking very loud among themselves. "What are they talking about?" inquired the men, this time with interest.
"Be careful," advised Ivan. "I hear and distinctly understand them to say that the pirates, the terrible sea robbers, are near. If we do not enter a harbor at once they will imprison and kill us."
The crew quickly obeyed this advice and as soon as the vessel entered the harbor the pirate boats passed by and the merchants saw them capture several unprepared vessels. When the danger was over, the sailors with Ivan went farther, still farther.
Finally the vessel anchored near a town, large and unknown to the merchants. A king ruled in that town who was very much annoyed by three black crows. These three crows were all the time perching near the window of the king's chamber. No one knew how to get rid of them and no one could kill them. The king ordered notices to be placed at all crossings and on all prominent buildings, saying that whoever was able to relieve the king from the noisy birds would be rewarded by obtaining the youngest korolevna, the king's daughter, for a wife; but the one who should have the daring to undertake but not succeed in delivering the palace from the crows would have his head cut off. Ivan attentively read the announcement, once, twice, and once more. Finally he made the sign of the cross and went to the palace. He said to the servants: "Open the window and let me listen to the birds." The servants obeyed and Ivan listened for a while. Then he said: "Show me to your sovereign king."
When he reached the room where the king sat on a high, rich chair, he bowed and said: "There are three crows, a father crow, a mother crow, and a son crow. The trouble is that they desire to obtain thy royal decision as to whether the son crow must follow his father crow or his mother crow."The king answered: "The son crow must follow the father crow."
As soon as the king announced his royal decision the crow father with the crow son went one way and the crow mother disappeared the other way, and no one has heard the noisy birds since. The king gave one-half of his kingdom and his youngest korolevna to Ivan, and a happy life began for him.
In the meantime his father, the rich merchant, lost his wife and by and by his fortune also. There was no one left to take care of him, and the old man went begging under the windows of charitable people. He went from one window to another, from one village to another, from one town to another, and one bright day he came to the palace where Ivan lived, begging humbly for charity. Ivan saw him and recognized him, ordered him to come inside, and gave him food to eat and also supplied him with good clothes, asking questions: "Dear old man, what can I do for thee?" he said.
"If thou art so very good," answered the poor father, without knowing that he was speaking to his own son, "let me remain here and serve thee among thy faithful servants."
"Dear, dear father!" exclaimed Ivan, "thou didst doubt the true song of the nightingale, and now thou seest that our fate was to meet according to the predictions of long ago."
The old man was frightened and knelt before his son, but his Ivan remained the same good son as before, took his father lovingly into his arms, and together they wept over their sorrow.
Several days passed by and the old father felt courage to ask his son, the korolevitch:
"Tell me, my son, how was it that thou didst not perish in the boat?" Ivan Korolevitch laughed gayly.
"I presume," he answered, "that it was not my fate to perish at the bottom of the wide sea, but
my fate was to marry the korolevna, my beautiful wife, and to sweeten the old age of my dear father."
The Legend of the White Rose - Short silver necklace
The Legend of the White Rose
Blackpatch : Chanced upon this interesting tale about a beautiful princess, the goddess of the forest and the white rose....
Long, long ago, lost in the mists of time, there was a beautiful young princess who went by the name of Mareena. One day she stole away from the castle guards to go to the forest to collect some wild red roses to decorate the table for the evening meal. The red rose was the symbol of her father, the king. Bouquets of red roses were customary additions to the table setting during the evening meal in the castle, but since insects had damaged the roses in the castle garden, there had been no roses to liven the evening meal for many weeks. Since today was the king’s birthday, the lords and ladies of the kingdom were going to surprise the king at the evening meal with a special play. Mareena wanted to do something even more special, so it was for this reason she had sneaked away.
Mareena was walking down a rarely used trail, looking for roses when she heard some rustling in the bushes off to her right. She stopped and peered intently into the bushes, but could see nothing. Very frightened, the princess turned around and started walking back to the main trail, but before too long she realized that she had taken the left fork instead of the right. She was lost! The rustling in the bushes continued, following behind her, slowly coming closer. All sound of movement stopped; then a series of long, low growls began. Mareena completely lost her nerve and began running in a panic, not knowing where she was going. She reached a clearing in the woods, looked around, and saw nothing. Feeling safe, her heartbeat and breathing began to slow down. Just as she felt that she had escaped her pursuers, hideous growls and snarls began - she was surrounded!
Suddenly, a pack of gray wolves burst into the clearing, and ran in a circle around Mareena, yipping and howling in glee. The circle became smaller, then smaller still. Then the largest of the animals gave a sharp bark, and all the other animals became quiet, sitting on their haunches with a hungry look in their eyes. The leader of the pack stared at Mareena with hungry red eyes. Rabid froth dripped from his mouth, and Mareena could swear that the wild animal was sneering at her. Without warning the leader howled and sprung at Mareena, preparing to sink his filthy fangs deep in her throat. Mesmerized by terror, Mareena couldn’t move. In horror she watched as the giant black beast seemed to fly through the air toward her. Just as she was ready to faint from the horror, a brilliant white flash appeared out of nowhere. The beasts, stunned, were knocked to the ground. The leader of the pack, infuriated at the interruption, swung around, ready to destroy whoever had the audacity to interfere with his feast. A soft white glow began in the treetops, formed into a ball of light, and slowly drifted to the ground. The beasts were confused at this turn of events, so they formed-up behind the leader, ready to face this potential threat to their territory. The ball of light slowly faded, and in its place stood a beautiful lady dressed in shining white garments. The leader leapt into the air toward the lady in white, ready to destroy this human who entered his domain with such impudence.
The lady in white watched calmly as the beast rapidly approached, and when he was within several feet of her, she slowly raised her hand. The beast was knocked to the ground! Terrified, the cowardly pack panicked, and ran off into the woods.
Mareena slowly got up from the ground, and stared at the woman. The lady approached Mareena, and asked her if she was injured. “Nothing serious, thank you” she said. “But who are you?”
“I am Diana, goddess of the forest, and it is my calling to protect all those who enter here with a pure heart and unselfish intentions. Though you acted without thinking of the danger you may have been in, your heart was in the right place. I will now send you home, and will give you a token to remember that, whenever you are in my forest, treat all things with love and kindness.”
Mareena became dizzy for just a moment, and the next thing she knew, she was at the front gate of the castle! All around her soldiers and ordinary citizens were prepared as if to go somewhere en masse. When she appeared, all gasped, and grew quiet. Her father, the king, pushed his way through the crowd to his daughter, and with tears in his eyes, hugged her tightly. He told her that once the castle guard discovered she was missing, he organized a search party, and they were just preparing to leave when she appeared as if by magic. Mareena told him of her rescue by the forest goddess, Diana. But she seemed confused for a moment, and the king asked her what was wrong. Mareena said that Diana was going to give her something to remind her that all living things should be treated with love and kindness, but her hands were empty. The king smiled, reached up and plucked a beautiful white rose that had been placed in his daughter’s hair.
Mareena was walking down a rarely used trail, looking for roses when she heard some rustling in the bushes off to her right. She stopped and peered intently into the bushes, but could see nothing. Very frightened, the princess turned around and started walking back to the main trail, but before too long she realized that she had taken the left fork instead of the right. She was lost! The rustling in the bushes continued, following behind her, slowly coming closer. All sound of movement stopped; then a series of long, low growls began. Mareena completely lost her nerve and began running in a panic, not knowing where she was going. She reached a clearing in the woods, looked around, and saw nothing. Feeling safe, her heartbeat and breathing began to slow down. Just as she felt that she had escaped her pursuers, hideous growls and snarls began - she was surrounded!
Suddenly, a pack of gray wolves burst into the clearing, and ran in a circle around Mareena, yipping and howling in glee. The circle became smaller, then smaller still. Then the largest of the animals gave a sharp bark, and all the other animals became quiet, sitting on their haunches with a hungry look in their eyes. The leader of the pack stared at Mareena with hungry red eyes. Rabid froth dripped from his mouth, and Mareena could swear that the wild animal was sneering at her. Without warning the leader howled and sprung at Mareena, preparing to sink his filthy fangs deep in her throat. Mesmerized by terror, Mareena couldn’t move. In horror she watched as the giant black beast seemed to fly through the air toward her. Just as she was ready to faint from the horror, a brilliant white flash appeared out of nowhere. The beasts, stunned, were knocked to the ground. The leader of the pack, infuriated at the interruption, swung around, ready to destroy whoever had the audacity to interfere with his feast. A soft white glow began in the treetops, formed into a ball of light, and slowly drifted to the ground. The beasts were confused at this turn of events, so they formed-up behind the leader, ready to face this potential threat to their territory. The ball of light slowly faded, and in its place stood a beautiful lady dressed in shining white garments. The leader leapt into the air toward the lady in white, ready to destroy this human who entered his domain with such impudence.
The lady in white watched calmly as the beast rapidly approached, and when he was within several feet of her, she slowly raised her hand. The beast was knocked to the ground! Terrified, the cowardly pack panicked, and ran off into the woods.
Mareena slowly got up from the ground, and stared at the woman. The lady approached Mareena, and asked her if she was injured. “Nothing serious, thank you” she said. “But who are you?”
“I am Diana, goddess of the forest, and it is my calling to protect all those who enter here with a pure heart and unselfish intentions. Though you acted without thinking of the danger you may have been in, your heart was in the right place. I will now send you home, and will give you a token to remember that, whenever you are in my forest, treat all things with love and kindness.”
Mareena became dizzy for just a moment, and the next thing she knew, she was at the front gate of the castle! All around her soldiers and ordinary citizens were prepared as if to go somewhere en masse. When she appeared, all gasped, and grew quiet. Her father, the king, pushed his way through the crowd to his daughter, and with tears in his eyes, hugged her tightly. He told her that once the castle guard discovered she was missing, he organized a search party, and they were just preparing to leave when she appeared as if by magic. Mareena told him of her rescue by the forest goddess, Diana. But she seemed confused for a moment, and the king asked her what was wrong. Mareena said that Diana was going to give her something to remind her that all living things should be treated with love and kindness, but her hands were empty. The king smiled, reached up and plucked a beautiful white rose that had been placed in his daughter’s hair.
The king turned around, faced his subjects, and raised his hand for silence. A hush fell over the crowd, and the king said, “On this day, my daughter was saved by a power greater than any of us. I make a proclamation that, as of now, the red rose, which has been a symbol of our kingdom for generations, is here by replaced by the white rose, which will symbolize our respect for the land, rivers, rocks and trees. From this day forward, let no man waste what has been given to us for stewardship, and to treat all of nature with understanding and love.”
From that point on, the kingdom led a blessed existence. When she became of age, Mareena married a handsome young prince from the neighboring kingdom. Of course, the church was filled with white roses. And some said that, even though the day was bright and sunny, a special white light seemed to hover over the couple as they said their vows.
- written by Joe Knight
Sunday, 20 November 2011
The Boy with the Golden Star - Brooch
The Story of The Boys with the Golden Stars
- a Romanian Fairy Tale -
A herdsman had three daughters, and the youngest was the most beautiful. One day, the emperor rode by with attendants. The oldest said that if one married her, she would bake him a loaf of bread that would make him young and brave forever; the second, if one married her, she would make him a shirt that would protect him from any fight, even with a dragon, and against heat and water; the youngest, that she would bear twin sons with stars in their foreheads. The emperor married the youngest, and two of his friends the other two.
The emperor's stepmother had wanted him to marry her daughter and so hated his new wife. She got her brother to declare war on him, to get him away from her, and when the empress gave birth in his absence, took away the twins and killed them, then buried them in the corner of the garden and put puppies in their place. The emperor had to punish his wife to show what happened to those who deceived the emperor.
Two aspens grew from the grave, putting on years' growth in hours. The stepmother wanted to chop them down, but the emperor forbade it for a long time. Finally, she succeeded, on the condition that she had beds made from the wood, one for him and one for her. In the night, the beds began to talk to each other. The stepmother had two new beds made, identical, and burned the beds to ash. While they were burning, the two brightest sparks flew off and fell into the river. They became two golden fish. When the fishermen caught them, they wanted to take them alive to the emperor. The fish told them to instead let them swim in dew, and then dry out in the sun. When they did this, the fish were turned back into babies. They grew up in days.
Wearing lambskin caps that covered their hair and stars, they went to their father's castle and forced their way in. Despite their refusal to take off their caps, the emperor listened to their story. At the end, they took them off. The emperor executed his stepmother and took back his wife.
'THE BALLERINA'S CLOSET' - Chain with pendant
The Story of The Ballerina Who Give In Too Easily
The story that comes with this piece of accessory can be found here.
The Ballerina Who Give In Too Easily reminds us that we should "never, never, never give in whatever we do". There will always be 'great masters' out there to either show the way or to discourage us. What matters most is how determine we are and pay attention to what we want to achieve.
Saturday, 29 October 2011
New Launch: Once Upon A Time series....
Christmas is round the corner, and for those looking for unique Christmas gifts, or one of a kind handmade presents for your friends or loved ones, do watch out for our new listings on Etsy! =)
Subsequent to the "Owl Series" and the "Cat Series", Blackpatch is launching their latest new series, the "Once upon a time... series".....
The "Once upon a time... series" will feature handmade accessories or gifts inspired by whimsical tales, children stories and even fantasy, legends & myths.
They could be widely known tales or myths that have been forgotten..They could be the Gingerbread man who ran away in a hot air balloon...or the pair of bird spirits which are believed to be the spirits of Ara and Irik....
Subsequent to the "Owl Series" and the "Cat Series", Blackpatch is launching their latest new series, the "Once upon a time... series".....
The "Once upon a time... series" will feature handmade accessories or gifts inspired by whimsical tales, children stories and even fantasy, legends & myths.
They could be widely known tales or myths that have been forgotten..They could be the Gingerbread man who ran away in a hot air balloon...or the pair of bird spirits which are believed to be the spirits of Ara and Irik....
You can read more about the traditional gingerbread man story here:)
Dual Length Necklace - Unique Silver Owl Necklace
For many of us, there’s no such thing as “enough” when it comes to accessories. But we often find ourselves at the receiving end of “accusing” comments such as “You have too many already!” or “It looks like what you have??!”
Coincidentally, these “accusations” may have inspired some of Black and Patch’s designs (since they too have received such comments before :) ). Over time, Black and Patch have created and handmade a few of these dual-purposes, dual-looks accessories, ranging from “chain cum earrings”, “brooch cum chain”, “key chain cum key charm” etc.
But a dual-length necklace is one of their favourites. “One piece - Two looks” – now no one can complain that you are buying 2 necklaces at one go since, TECHNICALLY, you’re only buying ONE!
Check out Blackpatch’s recent creation – a dual length silver owl necklace! Have you had days when you felt like wearing a long chain but frustrated that those you have are too short? (or vice versa). Here you go! This chain is designed with a hook clasp at one end so that you can wear it as a long chain by slipping round your neck. But by simply wrapping round your neck, hook on, and you instantly have a short necklace that can accessorise the neckline of your plain top. Tada! Easy!
You may just find the perfect gift for yourself or someone dear for that special occasion!
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| Worn as long chain. Unique piece to perk up your outfit |
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| Instant transformation to short necklace |
Still mesmerized by the magic and mystery surrounding owls, Blackpatch had their eyes on the “Great Horn Owl”, one of the largest in the owl kingdom, as THE pendant to this creation. To enhance the look of this pendant, the silver rings were crafted in a way so that the rings can intertwine and swirl in spherical motion – giving this pendant a 3-dimensional look.
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| Worn as short necklace. Different look even on same outfit (see photo above) |
When you shop for an accessory, you’ll want it to be unique, interesting or one of a kind. With that in mind, Blackpatch further crafted an asymmetrical look using silver plated and black beads… and you can be assured that you’ll not be wearing the same off-the-shelf accessory as the person standing next to you in the subway. :)
Sunday, 7 August 2011
The Making of..... Something Tiger-ish
Days of pondering passed and Patch FINALLY got her hands moving. To avoid “over-indulgence”, Patch would occasionally seek Black’s opinion such as “Should it be this length?” or “Is this too much?” Black always give her views, though sometimes they do get a little too abstract for Patch.... such as “hmmm...A little bit more.” or “Yes, almost there…”. 
Patch was in momentum and the necklace was near to finish until she had a “mental-block”! The design was lacking one important bit – the secondary pendant. When worn as a short chain, Patch wanted a secondary pendant to give a more unique look to the accessory. But this secondary pendant had to be interesting, yet it cannot outshine the Tiger pendant. The colour, the size – these have to be carefully thought through. After toggling with the various choices, Black gave her ultimate input by creating THE ONE - what you see on the chain now! =D Once that was put together, both Black & Patch said “Yeah!! and now you have it – Blackpatch’s first Tiger accessory! 
On a more serious note, Patch was really hoping that this accessory can catch people's attention and thus interest them to find out more about tigers. Patch knew that tigers are victims of illegal animal trading. But what she didn’t know is that there are less than 3,200 wild tigers in the world today. It may seem like a large number, but think again… a century ago, there were about 100,000 tigers in the world. That works out to mean, about 968 tigers die each year - and that's not exactly a small number. Sadly, one of the reasons for the decline is that tigers are hunted to feed the illegal wildlife market. As long as there is demand, there will be supply! So hopefully as people know more about tigers, they learn to love them and eventually stop buying tiger part products. And maybe these beautiful animals may still have shot at having a future.
Do check out some local news http://www.acres.org.sg/wildlifecrime/tiger2.html
Monday, 20 June 2011
BLACK introduces the DOMESTIC FUR BALLS
Have always been more of a dog than a cat person. Only when i started reading up more about cats that I realized how much interesting facts and tales revolve round cats! Hope I'll be able to share some of these stories, fiction and/or non-fiction, with all you cat-lovers out there.
First of all, any idea how many different types of domestic cat breeds are there?
The answer: About 40 breeds of domestic cats are recognized internationally. Although the various cat breeds often differ dramatically in coat length and overall look, they vary less in size than do dog breeds.
Many domestic cat breeds are closely linked to specific geographic areas. Others are man-made breeds, the result of generations of careful breeding for a desired look.
Different breeds of cats have different personalities. In the upcoming posts, I'll share more about the different breeds, interesting facts about them and myths that make these fur balls so irresistible:)
Many domestic cat breeds are closely linked to specific geographic areas. Others are man-made breeds, the result of generations of careful breeding for a desired look.
Different breeds of cats have different personalities. In the upcoming posts, I'll share more about the different breeds, interesting facts about them and myths that make these fur balls so irresistible:)
Friday, 17 June 2011
Series 2: Our New CATventure
It's been awhile since we had a new post. Been kind of busy with lots of other stuff. BLACKPATCH's back! And here's introducing our theme for the coming month!!
Things are going to get interesting. BLACK's into domestic cats while PATCH like Big Cats!! So.... we're going to be posting two separate strands. Hope it doesn't get confusing for you. We just want to share our individual adventure in creating 'cat-ty' accessories and at the same time, talk about what we know about these lovely felines, big or small, wild or domesticated!
And by the way, OWL-ly thoughts will still pop by once in a while.
Things are going to get interesting. BLACK's into domestic cats while PATCH like Big Cats!! So.... we're going to be posting two separate strands. Hope it doesn't get confusing for you. We just want to share our individual adventure in creating 'cat-ty' accessories and at the same time, talk about what we know about these lovely felines, big or small, wild or domesticated!
And by the way, OWL-ly thoughts will still pop by once in a while.
Wednesday, 15 June 2011
Queer Bronze Owl Brooch-Chain with Ribbon
As a brooch, you’ll have lots of fun wearing it in so many ways! So if you’re looking for a gift or something to spice up your wardrobe, this queer owl accessory may be what you’re looking for! Check out the images on the various ways of wearing this accessory!
The brooch/pendant measures about 5.5 cm long and 4.5 cm wide. The chain measures about 37 cm in length (excluding the pendant) and weights about 25g.
Thursday, 26 May 2011
Treasury List: All Things Owl
It's so much fun creating a treasury list on Etsy! A selection of items (such as pendants, sketches, paintings, purses, brooches, necklaces, earrings etc) is put together to feature many other sellers who draw their inspiration from owls too! Lots of competition but that's what makes it fun and exciting!:)
- $26.09 USD
- $22.00 USD
- $15.00 USD
- corelladesig...$20.00 USD
- $20.00 USD
- $9.00 USD
- $10.80 USD
- $28.00 USD
- $13.00 USD
- $5.00 USD
- $16.00 USD
- $6.99 USD
- $98.00 USD
- $100.00 USD
- $20.00 USD
- $95.00 USD
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