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Showing posts with label costume jewelry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label costume jewelry. Show all posts

Sunday, April 14, 2019

#CRAFTS WITH ANASTASIA--AUTHOR KATHRYN ORZECH'S INSPIRATION FOR HER NOVEL ASYLUM

Author and Connecticut native Kathryn Orzech writes mystery, suspense, and thrillers set in New England “and other exotic locations” where everyday women confront chilling situations, flirt with romance, and brush with the supernatural. Today she joins us to talk about how her first real job out of art school formed the basis for her one of her novels. Learn more about Kathryn and her books at her website. 

Designing Costume Jewelry at The Napier Co.
Before my life as an author, before my graphic design career, and before my ad agency art director job, I designed costume jewelry at The Napier Company in my hometown. Costume Jewelry is defined as jewelry made with inexpensive materials or imitation gems. Napier was once one of the leading brands worn by celebrities like Grace Kelley and Marilyn Monroe. We competed with Monet and Trifari.

A brief history of The Napier Company

Originally The E. A. Bliss Company in Massachusetts, it relocated to Meriden, Connecticut in 1890, was re-named The Napier-Bliss Co. in 1920, and again re-named The Napier Co. in 1922. Newer owners, Victoria & Company, closed the Meriden plant in 1999. However, Napier jewelry continues under the Jones Apparel Group umbrella and can be found at Macy’s, Kohl’s, and Boscov’s department stores. Numerous online retailers offer vintage designs from Napier’s glory days.

Soon after art school, I began work at Napier in 1969. Wowed by the fancy, carpeted executive offices on the second floor, I was directed to my workroom—a different world of drafty windows and creaky wooden floors that seemed closer to circa 1900 yet farther from constant corporate oversight. As I recall, we passed through an Assembly Room where rows of women, 20 to 30 in all, were busy with handwork. I came to learn the women were piece workers, while I was paid an hourly minimum wage of about $1.50.

The fun begins

My new domain was located in the far left corner of that second floor. Small cardboard boxes and bags of beads, filigree stampings, rings and clasps, and spools of chains stored on shelves and in drawers encircled a sturdy wooden worktable in the center of the room. Assembly tools included round and flat-nosed pliers, wire cutters, and a yardstick affixed to the table.

I was free to design what I wanted, sometimes within parameters and always approved by the head designer who hired me.


What fun! Necklaces, bracelets, ring-bracelets, chain belts, and even a Juliet cap. I drew inspiration from an art background and interests in fashion, ancient Egypt, and the hippie era—which pretty much encompassed most of human history. The arrival of new beads, chains, tassels, and stampings, many from Providence, Rhode Island, formerly known as the Jewelry Capital of the World, sparked excitement and new ideas. I would artfully choose beads by size, shape, and color; and select accent beads, and a chain style to match.

When a piece was finished, six duplicate samples routed through departments for estimates of assembly and production time, component costs, and pricing. Depending on all that, the item was either added to the line or trashed.

From grime to shine

Responsibility for the gold plating process—and the gold—was above my pay grade. But I’d watched the preparation by others often enough as they removed oil and grime, and thought I’d give it a go. When my dirty piece needed its sparkle restored, I took it to a rectangular, industrial-size sink in a production area for an acid bath. Three shallow trays fit side-by-side in the sink: the first tray held acid; the second, a solution of neutralizer; and lastly, rinsing water. I’d loop my item, most often a filigree stamping, with a safe eight to twelve inches of copper wire. A quick acid dip turned grime to shine, then a swish in neutralizer and water. I didn’t realize acid had splashed until I felt my legs burn, smelled an acrid odor, looked down and saw smoke coming off my trousers. I was too embarrassed to seek first aid. Spotty scars have long since faded.

Napier design job inspires fiction

Several years of work experience at The Napier Co. inspired both the protagonist and the fictional family jewelry business in Asylum, a dark suspense saga. The real life acid accident served as the basis for a dramatic scene.

Designing for Napier was my first real job and one of the most fun, but I suspected early on that I’d never get out of that magical room. I seized an opportunity to work at a Hartford advertising agency on Constitution Plaza where carpets were thicker and skyscraper views offered a boundless world to this small town girl.

Asylum
In 1899 while her father travels abroad, twelve-year-old Maggie Delito, daughter of the wealthy industrialist, unwittingly witnesses a shocking scandal. The next day, she's dragged from her family's estate and locked in an asylum to ensure her silence. Beneath the noted asylum's polish of respectability, a wicked villainy hides in dank shadows--and Maggie fears she will be its next victim.

Seventy-five years later Laura Delito inherits more than assets when her prestigious family's mysterious past comes knocking--a strange old woman, cryptic messages, and a rare antique key that might unlock the truth. As she pursues clues from the Northeast to North Africa, she fails to see danger looming close to home.

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Sunday, December 3, 2017

#CRAFTS WITH ANASTASIA--GUEST AUTHOR ELLEN BYRON

Ellen Byron’s TV credits include Wings and Just Shoot Me. She’s written over 200 magazine articles, and her published plays include the award-winning Graceland. Now she’s writing the Cajun Country Mystery series. Learn more about Ellen and her books at her website. 

My Growing Gator Jewelry Collection
Every so often I get what my mother calls a bug up my butt about something. (Although she doesn’t use the word butt. She’s a bit of a potty mouth.) This recently happened when I became obsessed with alligator-themed costume jewelry.

My Cajun Country Mystery series is set in, well… Cajun Country. The swamps and bayous of this fascinating region are rife with alligators. One day when I was looking for a new way to procrastinate, I logged onto eBay and typed in “alligator brooch.” I thought it might be fun to buy one and wear it to the Malice Domestic Convention. Lo and behold, a long list of options greeted me. So I started to shop.
I bought a number of brooches, many of which I gave away at Left Coast Crime and Malice banquet tables. I graduated to necklaces, then earrings, rings, and bracelets. My collection has even branched out into clothing. When author Sherry Harris posted a picture of a flamingo sweater she’d found on eBay for a friend, I wrote to her, “Hey, if you ever find a sweater with alligators on it, LMK.” Within minutes, she posted three of them. I bought one, and love it. It’s become such an obsession, that as I wrote this blog post, I got an itch to do an eBay search, found a great top, bid on it, and won. Score!
Friends get a kick out of my hobby. Author Alyssa Maxwell recently tagged me in a post where she wore a top decorated with a darling gator applique. (Alyssa, I so want a shirt like that!) A few weeks ago, I was in New Orleans to promote my newest book, A Cajun Christmas Killing, and mentioned my passion for gator jewelry to my friend Celeste. She said, “Oh, I’ve got a gator necklace I can give you.” I told her I wasn’t comfortable taking her jewelry. Her response? “No worries, I have two.” Yes, she had two of these necklaces. #onlyinNewOrleans.

Back to that Malice panel I mentioned earlier. Moderator Shawn Reilly Simpson sent us panelists a list of questions ahead of time, and one was “What’s your spirit animal?” Personally, mine is a rescue dog. But I realized that my series has its own spirit animal: the alligator. So when it comes down to it, I owe my whole collection to Shawn. I should thank her with some kind of present. Hmmm… sounds like it’s time to search “alligator jewelry, clothing, or anything” on Ebay again!

A Cajun Christmas Killing: A Cajun Country Mystery
Maggie Crozat is home in Cajun Country during the most magical time of the year. But the Grinch has come to stay at the Crozat Plantation B&B, and he’s flooding travel websites with vicious reviews. Maggie ID’s him as rival businessman Donald Baxter–until Baxter is found stabbed to death. With her detective boyfriend sidelined as a suspect, Maggie must catch the real killer or it will be the opposite of a Joyeux Noel for her.

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