I’m trespassing in unknown territory here. While I have a unique necklace to present, I know very little about it. So this blog is all speculation based solely on my 25 years of experience.
In Venice, I was walking to a bead shop near St. Pantaleon Church, set in a small plaza on a canal. There was also an antique shop in the plaza. I spent some time looking in its windows, discovering several treasures which impassioned me. Recall how I love hunting for interesting beads and you’ll understand how I wanted to pounce on a necklace and a bracelet in that shop window. It was closed. Later, I thought.
The bead shop had beautiful local glass beads made in Murano which I was pleased to purchase and thrilled the prices were close to what I pay for them in the USA. I sauntered back to the antique shop. Still closed. I was to make two more trips until I could enter the shop.
I looked at all their jewelry butsettled on to the two I zeroed in on earlier in the day: for myself I bought a pearl necklace with a front closure similar to the one I am presenting to my readers plus a honey yellow glass bead bracelet with this orange and brass dangle.
Once I arrived home on May 8, I placed the bracelet on my work table. On June 10, I finished the necklace. I had purchased a strand of giant Baroque* pearls last October. I removed the clasp and centerpiece unit from the bracelet, strung the pearls and voila, a Venetian Memory!
The clasp/centerpiece is a gold-colored brass of excellent craftmanship with 6 orange glass cabochons bezeled in place with filigree work on top and bottom. This circular piece is attached to another brass circle with a 1950-style flower soldered on to it. Quite a remarkable example of workmanship.
The necklace consists of two pricey components—the pearls and the clasp/centerpiece. 20″ of pearls which range from 14-17 mm each (one inch is 25.4 mm) and a clasp/centerpiece (meant to be worn in front) which is 2″ long. $149.
*Baroque pearls are natural freshwater pearls featuring unique markings, imperfections, irregularities and subtle beige coloration unevenly marked.
A MAX MOMENT
This is one of Max’s most endearing traits as he calms down as he approaches 15 months: when he jumps on my bed, he takes a big mouthful of the throw into his mouth, brings both paws beside his mouth and gets a contented look. It’s his “blankie”, his security blanket!