I was playing with my beads and charms (no, that’s not a euphemism for anything) and just loved the colors on a bunch of ceramic fish charms I bought long ago, from a place far away. (Nope, no swine flu there. Calm down.) I am often fastidious in matters of color. A piece will be blue. Or it will be pink. Or red. But what I really love is mixing up colors, and the fish were the perfect opening for that.
I started digging through the bead boxes, finding bits and pieces in oranges and pinks, aquas and teals, purples and lavenders. And I started putting them together.
I don’t know if the color scheme is more Caribbean or more Hawaiian. I just know that it kept me singing long after I’d put away the beads (or at least the beads that hadn’t spilled, as usual, keeping the cats entranced.)