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Re: How does it open and shut? -- Frederick II | Post Reply | Edit | Forum | Where am I? |
I have seen during all my perusing that I have forgotten that in addition to you being "Frederick II", and just "Fred," that you were also "Just Fred." Maybe it was in my subconscious and that's why I chose it. I am 53, and I don't remember everything.
As far as emulating people, I do love to mimic a person when they have an accent, not because I'm making fun but because I love them. No, I am not saying that I love you.
And, only once did I try to copy a necklace completely in it's design. I did this when I wanted to make a necklace for someone that let me stay with them in Arizona which is how I got to see the Bead Museum. Well, the necklace was made with turquoise, silver, and some amber or phenolic beads perhaps. I actually used as my focal, in replacement of the cherry amber, a beautiful bead of African Jasper that was a beautiful chocolate brown and that I had purchased from the Bead Museum in Glendale. I wish I had photographs of both those pieces. I was proud of how my necklace turned out. I wanted to give something back. It took me a while to make it as I waited until I found beads that would give me the look of the piece I had admired. That was my putting the "fruit" in fruition then.
I remember the day I was returning home from the museum. My friend had loaned me her car to go there and when I was heading back I realized I didn't have my friend's address and she lived in one of those communities where all the places look alike. Thankfully, she finally called as I was trying to figure out exactly which house was hers as I don't think I had her number with me at the time either for some reason. I was quite relieved as I was getting very panicked because I honestly hadn't any idea how I would figure out which house she lived in...there were no discerning features to point me in the right direction.
I just remembered the details...I didn't have a cell phone at the time and she had given me hers which is why I couldn't call her. And, I guess I was in such a panic I didn't think to look through her call log to try to find her home number. Though this was before smart phones and I don't think I was all that adept at using her cell phone. I do remember how stupid I felt for not being able to find her place or thinking that I would remember how to find it.