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Wednesday, March 19, 2014

International Pop Bead Day


Let’s hear that pop
as we celebrate
International Pop Bead Day!!

The plastic fascination of the 50’s
has bridged the grid and Millenniums
are sacrificing text messages
in honor of the bead.

Imaginations are combining
color and technique to ring
the globe with pre-landfill art.

(T-shirts and other unnecessaries
can be purchased at the events
or online @bpoppin.com …We appreciate all
your support for colored plastic!)

©Susie Clevenger 2014

At Real Toads Izy had us creating our own holiday. I had so much fun with this one. I needed it!!  Out Of Standard ~ St. Pat Something

12 comments :

Grandmother (Mary) said...

We b poppin! Love it.

Margaret said...

pre-landfill art! Ha.

humbird said...

Nice holiday! Love beads :)

Isadora Gruye said...

Oh Susie...clever , clever piece here. Those beads, oh those beads, but then again....why not!! Loved the photo as well! Thanks for posting at the out of standard. Viva la

Susan said...

Pre-landfill art! I had some of these to wear with my poodle skirt and saddle shoes.

jo-hanna said...

Helzapoppin in full colour and sustainable plastic :-)

Sam Edge said...

those bead be poppin' - great job on the prompt

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is a lot of fun, Susie.. and sounds genuine enough for me to think twice about checking out that website.

Jim said...

We need a popping good holiday. Can we use up some of those old plastic bubble packs we have laying around and in storage for the 'right time,' or will we have to buy a t-shirt?
..

Hannah said...

I'm with Kerry very believable and fun!!

Kay L. Davies said...

Way to go, Susie. Great idea.
Luv, K

blueoran said...

Love the tongue-in-cheek adulation of the retro holiday. David Jones (the modernist Welsh poet) once said that there are some words or concepts that are turned over, become their opposite, over the tide of millennia, sometimes many times--anathemata. So that pop beads become the new rosary. And in our truncating history, the turn from bead to baud to landfill happens so fast we hardly notice it. Thanks!

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