Paper beads – lots of them

Another long-term ‘keeping my hands busy while watching tv’ project was making paper beads. So far I have made 15,000 in white and 5,000 in various colours. My supply of cream strips lasted until I had 2,166 pieces.

A couple of ideas what to do with them but nothing special yet.


Origami boxes

Today I’ve got a litle slide show for you. These are some of the origami boxes I made from various papers, including origami paper, my hand marbled paper, wrapping paper and newsprint. Others (not shown) were made of gift wrap or metal foil paper. Each lid and bottom is made of four identical elements which are then slipped into each other. And the inside is pretty too!

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Nylon flowers

Back in the 1980s these flowers were very popular in Germany. I don’t know if this was also in the case in other countries but you can find them on the internet even nowadays. I made lots of them, mainly for colleagues, and these are the only ones I kept. But I have a couple of supplies left which will be used in an experimental way.

Moving sands

Something I had been waiting for – the annual Potters’ Market. Last year I had been spending quite a while at the booth with the moving sand sculptures – or whatever their English name is. In German they’re simply called Sandbilder (sand pictures). These things with different kinds of sand between two panes of glass, some water and a few air bubbles. Turn them like an hourglass and get the most fantastic landscapes. – I didn’t buy one last year and regretted it deeply so I waited impatiently for this year’s market. 😉

The same landscape from the front –

and from the back –

I could watch the forming of the landscapes for hours, it’s so soothing.

Family Art – Pt. 3

Here’s some more family art. In the first two parts of the series I introduced you to some art on paper, made by my great-grandfather on my father’s side and my grandfather on my mother’s side.

But I’ve found some more.

herons02Let me introduce you to a pair of wooden herons, made by my dad and my grandfather on my mother’s side, respectively. I remember that during the 1960s these were very fashionable. My family weren’t the only people who made them. There were some different patterns, which I suppose were passed on from one maker to another.

I don’t know who made which one of the pair. One of them is a little slimmer, I refer to it as ‘the female’. The other one had a broken neck and had also come off its stand when I received it. I glued it back together. The damage is barely visible.

I’m going to tell you about my grandfather (1915 – 1980) now. He was a carpenter and cabinetmaker. But he could also fix anything. After WWII he rebuilt the family home which was damaged by a bomb. He was always making improvements to the house. He also built a lot of the furniture for this home.

During the war he served as a soldier in Russia. He got severely wounded by a grenade and was taken to hospital. After he had recovered he became a POW in Russia. My mother recalled that a couple of weeks before the war ended, my grandmother was woken up in the middle of the night by him returning home. He had escaped from captivity and made his way from Russia all the way through (supposedly) Poland and the north of Germany. Under which circumstances, nobody knows. He never talked about it.

He had learned how to survive. My mother’s family never suffered from hunger like a lot of other people after the war. There was always food on the table – rabbits caught in slings, cows being milked or potatoes dug out under the cover of night, even an abducted pig as I understand it.

Granddad had a shack in the garden which housed his workshop. I remember it from my childhood. It was crammed up to the roof with pieces of wood of any kind. Large windows let in the light. There was a big workbench standing on one side. It was this place where he made any kind of crafty things. Another thing I remember was a log of wood with the shape of a heron sketched onto it. Apart from making herons – not only the one I’ve inherited – he also did some woodturning. And one year, according to my mother, he built himself a wooden stork as a costume for carnival – including a fully working beak.

My mum’s still using a box for her sewing utensils he made, but alas she wouldn’t let me take a picture. Not worth publishing, nothing special, she thinks. I need to convince her otherwise yet. One day it will be mine.

Part One
Part Two

More beads of the paper-y kind

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I’ve now used up my supply of paper strips and made them into paper beads. Above are the 6 mm wide ones, below the 4 mm wide ones.

This was a very relaxing thing and really a fun project.

And I was a naughty girl and bought – right, a paper shredder, a cheap one for a tenner. I’ve got a small pile of coloured paper still in my stash, plus a box of printed white sheets that were going to be shredded anyway. More beadmaking fun ahead. 😀

Paper beads

paperbeads01 Last weekend I spread all of my collected paper stuff across the kitchen to make some collages. And failed.

But there was a bag full of paper strips I wanted to use for weaving projects. At the office we always got lots of advertising mail on all kinds of coloured paper. Some time ago I ran a couple of sheets through the office shredder as mine does particles.

Making paper beads was already on my list for 2017. So I grabbed a wooden skewer and started making some beads instead of collages. There’ll be more to come, it’s quick and fun. I have rediscovered a big box full of more strips, a little narrower and in different colours. They roll around the skewer even better.

I haven’t decided yet what to do with the beads, but definitely no necklaces or jewelry.


Collected collage


Recently my sister asked me if I wanted to have one of her picture frames. She didn’t want it anymore and described the colour as something between lime and neon green, she wasn’t sure if it was plastic or wood, maybe it could be repainted. I took a look and discovered it still got the original artwork which turned out to be a small collage made of a broken solar panel. Cool. Mine.


As it was a wooden frame with mat paint it could be easily changed. First I applied a layer of black acrylic paint to which I added some texture with a sponge brush. After it had dried I mixed some light blue pearl acrylic with a dash of black and dabbed this onto the black paint in a slightly uneven way for a cloud-like effect. I had thought of adding some sparkling holographic foiling but I like it as it turned out and don’t want to spoil it.


Just for the record, this is how it looked like before. Improvement highly recommended. 😉