Okay, first off, I have to get a better camera. (Ugh, that photo above….)
October last year, I was in traveling in India with some friends who were visiting India for the first time. We had a great time.
Wagah Border, Oct 2015
The end of the trip lead us to New Delhi. Specifically, to the area of Janpath. Janpath is just outside of Connaught Place. Janpath is my favorite area to pick up incense and perfumed oils. While my friends were shopping for gold jewelry, I was busy speaking to the beggar kids hanging out front of the gold stores.
For those of you who have been to India, you know that New Delhi is filled with professional beggars of all ages. For those of you who have seen the film Slumdog Millionaire, you also know what I am describing. I like to speak to the beggars, engaging them in conversation – which is difficult when they spend most of convo trying to figure out ways to ask you for money, which I never give. On that day, with those particular beggars, they actually had something I was distracted by. Yes, they had strings of beads for sale. And the child who wanted my attention most, was a super duper haggler.
I asked the child casually how much for the beads. 100 rupee for 2 strands. Yikes! I was clearly being lassoed like a calf and lead to the slaughter. After a much heated debate, we settled on a fair price and had a little fun chatting.
My experiences in India have taught me that “heat” is very important when discussing the price of something. You must be convinced you are asking the right price and they must be convinced that their price is right as you slide up and down, backwards and forwards towards a fair price. The “heat” is not personal and it isn’t anger, it’s negotiation heat. And after the business is concluded you can chat as if you are old friends. I love India.
Last week, I pulled those strands of beads out of my stash and pondered them. They are pretty beads. They have that Iris sheen whereby they change color as you move them about in the light. Really pretty. But the size of the beads are not uniform enough to use in a peyote or square stitch. I experimented until I thought of a lariat in a right angle weave (RAW). So, I referenced a lariat I saw designed by Mortira vanPelt and used that.
And the above photo is the finished product. It reminds me of being roped in by a beggar child in Janpath. What a lovely way to go!