Small Beady Things

By Janet Edkins

Bead weaving jewelry artist in love with healing crystals & stones.
July 31, 2020

Below is a small selection of cards with “small beady things” – these are how I started beading. This was my time of saying, “I don’t make jewelry.” Mind – not that a can’t make, or won’t make, or will never make jewelry, just at that time i didn’t make jewelry!

I moved on of course, as most artists do. There’s always lots more to see, do, find. I make a variety of cards: I love making wedding cards. I love dried flowers. I love crafty finds like silk petals, fine wall papers and fabric books, Steam punk findings, and initials of all kinds. You name it, if it’s flat enough to go through the mail I will try to work with it.

Private Wedding Collection


Coral Bells

Silk & Fabrics

I also make Notecards. I print initials designed in Photoshop, Thank You cards and/or almost anything 🙂 Drop me a line if you are interested in cards I might have in stock, or perhaps a special batch customized just for you.

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