Every beader needs an Alice Bowl. Â When we lived on the Southern Oregon Coast, we had Camera Club friends we greatly enjoyed. At one time Alice took a class on kick-wheel pottery. Â She made some really nice pots and some funky bowls. Â I coerced her outof one and can’t live without it.
My Alice Bowl resides on my beadtable next to my other tools. Â It’s where lost beads join with leftover charms and findings to form their own land of the misfit jewelry. Â It also reminds me of their love and friendship over the years. Â Priceless!!!