domingo, 4 de maio de 2014

Raffle Winner

I just  made this video of the drawing.
I had little space in my iphone memory and I was cut before say THANK YOU EVERYBODY for participating, thanks for your support  and for buying handmade Tribalis.
Please see the same video in a different download in a anterior post.
Congratulations, luck woman!
Please check my shop and visit the section CHOICES FOR THE WINNER and choose your prize. Please contact me by convo on etsy to let me know your choice and I will prepare them to be sent to you.

Thank you!

Raffle Winner

This is another download of the video.
For some reason that I don't know the blog shows fast.. but you can see the paper more clear.


terça-feira, 22 de abril de 2014

sexta-feira, 22 de novembro de 2013

Alegria, Alegria Series

Alegria, Alegria (Joy, Joy) earrings series is an analogy for Brazilian music of the Tropicalia Movement. It was a song that spoke of freedom and joy of being living, but mainly it was a critique in metaphors against the military regime that was in power and censored violently the citizens in all its forms of expression, including and specially the artistic freedom, at that time in Brazil in 1964. Also it went against the alienating culture that imported industrial products, with no artistic value at all .
But living in this epoch, in another country, I was wondering why this music, that on that epoch had a such repercussion, appeared on my head during past few days, insistently.
Once the music speaks of freedom of creation and  artistic values, I was wondering if it is related with my frustration of selling my stuff in a place that I LOVE, but where ONLY  the true  craftsmanship should be contemplated...  maybe it is the reason.
After all, the artist still survives and we need to go where the people are. We can not stop.
Making these earrings, I cut my finger, had another hurt in my hand, but I was so happy to see myself in this place where I spend a considerable time to make one piece by one in a tireless craftsmanship, as many of you that I admire soooo much do.
Thanks  for making the art a way of living and not give up.

sexta-feira, 9 de agosto de 2013


                                 because nothing to be more noticed than a bust of a woman..


quinta-feira, 21 de fevereiro de 2013

Water of March Necklace and Music

                                       Waters of March Necklace and Music in English!!!

This video is for you to have a glimpse and to enjoy a good Brazilian music, sung in English, very different from that music which is presented to the Americans on the carnivals and Brazilian festivals in New York. Oh!.. that is PAIN for me. So, may my little voice echo and say what of  good and true my beloved Brazil has.
Tom Jobim, one of the icons of Brazilian popular music composed this song, "Waters of March", beautiful, true, soulful, a picture of my folk's history, a Brazilian everyday sung in a very smooth way.
Enjoy! A good weekend to all *Sing together, may it fill up your heart with joy!

                       Waters of March

A stick, a stone,
It's the end of the road,
It's the rest of a stump,
It's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass,
It is life, it's the sun,
It is night, it is death,
It's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms,
A fox in the brush,
A knot in the wood,
The song of a thrush

The wood of the wind,
A cliff, a fall,
A scratch, a lump,
It is nothing at all
It's the wind blowing free,
It's the end of the slope,
It's a beam, it's a void,
It's a hunch, it's a hope
And the river bank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the end of the strain,
It's the joy in your heart

The foot, the ground,
The flesh and the bone,
The beat of the road,
A slingshot's stone
A fish, a flash,
A silvery glow,
A fight, a bet,
The range of a bow
The bed of the well,
The end of the line,
The dismay in the face,
It's a loss, it's a find

A spear, a spike,
A point, a nail,
A drip, a drop,
The end of the tale
A truckload of bricks
in the soft morning light,
The sound of a shot 
in the dead of the night
A mile, a must,
A thrust, a bump,
It's a girl, it's a rhyme,
It's a cold, it's the mumps
The plan of the house,
The body in bed,
And the car that got stuck,
It's the mud, it's the mud

A float, a drift,
A flight, a wing,
A hawk, a quail,
The promise of Spring
And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the promise of life
It's the joy in your heart
A snake, a stick
It is John, it is Joe,
It's a thorn in your hand
and a cut in your toe

A point, a grain,
A bee, a bite,
A blink, a buzzard,
A sudden stroke of night
A pass in the mountains,
A horse and a mule,
In the distance the shelves
rode three shadows of blue
And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the promise of life
in your heart, in your heart
A stick, a stone,
The end of the road,
The rest of a stump,
A lonesome road
A sliver of glass,
A life, the sun,
A knife, a death,
The end of the run
And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the end of all strain,
It's the joy in your heart.

sábado, 2 de fevereiro de 2013

New ones..

                                Campesina (Peasant).. how about this combo of colors? I like it.

                                                           She and I, the girly ones.. :)

                                 Woman of Snow, a more elaborate and time consuming work.

                                                 Kitten Paw Shell and Vessonite earrings

                                                             Raw Citrine and Coral

                                                      Raw Citrine, Bone and Turquoise

                                            Sherpa Glass and Copper,  thick gauge hoops

Some Mala Bracelets
Budha pendant from Thailand, gorgeous Turquoise beads, glass, Naga shell, metal spacers

                            Padre beads, Batik Bone, African glass, Indian bells, metal spacers

                                                       A great weekend for all of us!