Defenseless, sensory overload, pure bliss are just a few words to explain attending the Tucson Bead and Gem Show. To begin to explain one might say that it is a world of its own. Picture the largest tent you've ever seen filled with vendors. Each vendor has around 20 8-ft conference tables heaping with strands of stones, pearls, crystals, lamp work beads, silver beads, findings and so much more. Beads hanging from displays, equipment, anything you can imagine in the Bead and Gem Show world.
Now picture over twenty tents or more like this and large various hotels hosting this type of show throughout this large city. Reading a small telephone book of advertisements to try and figure out what shows to actually go to is another challenge we face. Over the several years we've been doing this together, we've found our favorite shows and vendors to patronize.
You see hobbyists learning as they go, to experts buying in huge quantities. I think we'd fall somewhere in the middle. It feels good to be able to tell a fellow buyer the name of the stone they are fawning over when the vendor is clueless. Although in this world, I've found that there are many names for the same stone depending where it was mined, exported and the experience of the seller. Basically, we go by our gut feeling- if we love it, maybe our customers will too. The biggest barrier to get over in the gemstone world is to get beyond what we personally like.Think outside our box to buy what other people might like even though we may not.

Karen and I have developed a shopping system which sometimes can be quite comical. I'm systematic and she's all over the place. I don't want to miss a thing and go from booth to booth in a pattern careful not to miss a thing. Of course, that's not possible with the bazillions out there to see. Karen could easily jig jag around and be totally happy. If she spots something we might interest us, she hollers and I come a runnin'. It's my job to do quality-control. I feel the beads and check for any bad beads in the strand. This is also a true test of our stamina. We spend countless hours on our feet pulling our wheeled-suitcase filled with the goods, water, and snacks. Our hands get awfully dirty because, of course, one must touch all that is pretty! We take turns taking our "haul" out to the car to lessen our load. This year the weather deterred us from eating outside in the food court. Freezing winds drove us to sit in the car and eat our lunch, rejuvenate and hit the bricks again until we couldn't stand any more.

It took us three days to complete one show in this fashion but DID WE FIND THE TREASURES!!! Red Creek Jasper and dyed agates were the big thing this year. We are excited to show our customers our big-holed beads. We will create Community Action's version of the Pandora bracelet and the price will reflect it . We found some exceptional chains in many designs. Gun metal is new in the metals this year. It's been making a small appearance in the past but this year made its grand debut. Sterling silver has become outrageous high priced and even the largest businesses are looking for ways to substitute its use.
A couple of nights we had enough energy to eat out, other nights we'd drag our sorry backsides back to the house with take out. Our evenings were spent sorting and putting our goods in containers so they would be easier to bring home in Karen's car. Janice was made several "Matchables" which we'll need for the upcoming Horse Expo in March. Friday was set aside as our creating day.
After we returned from a hard days work Thursday night, Janice discovered that we didn't have water in the house. The frigid cold temps were very noticeable and frozen pipes were topics of discussion during the day but it never occurred to us that it might happen in the home of which we were staying. Karen took to the phones calling for help. With the panic of not being able to "flush," Karen and I took off for the closest grocery store to get water. While we were tracking down water, Janice received a call from the neighbor on the west. Apparently he noticed water gushing from the side of the house and came over to shut it off. We had broken pipes. The 23 degree temps are a stranger to Tucson and the town seemed to be in a small panic. The broken water pipes were wide-spread and the plumbers along with the city employees were working around the clock. Hundreds and hundreds of people without water soon sold out the water in the area stores. We were lucky to get what we did. Although the gallons were out we were able to make it thru the night pretending like we were "camping." (I'm forbidden to go into the gory details, but being a plumber's daughter did come in handy.) We spent the day creating to keep our minds off the bathroom and finally the plumber arrived at noon. His vehicle wouldn't start in this temp and he needed another battery. He needed more pipe wrap but the whole city was sold out, so he improvised by using cardboard and a bathroom towel. It worked we had water Saturday morning after temps in the low 20's.
Time to call it a night, get out the snore spray and dream about beads.
Tootles for now,
Kyla