Drumbeads

~ you faraway in urban static
living in confined spaces
stop drifting away with the days


answer the ancient call that

echoes accross
your heart

at the edge of awareness
there is a new tribe
gathering~
 


(poetry by Mark Berry, GAIA II Songs of the Vanishing Tribe)

beading to the beat of the drum

About 

jewelery beaded with glass beads, wood beads, shells and combined with upcycled genuine leather

hand made by Andrijana Chichevalieva

photos by Ana Lazarevska


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