Last year I tried to put my feelings about my craft to words. This is what I came up with...
ODE TO THE JEWELRY STUDIO
I am from grinding metal and blazing fire,
From rocks, and stones, and gems, and silver.
I am from wild imaginations, sketches, attempts, failures, successes.
I am from sharp metal saws, hungrily splitting the shapes in my mind,
I am from friends, artists, mentors, beginners, inventors...
Sharing dreams, borrowing techniques.
I am from another time of molten metal,
Ancient hammers, rough callused dirty hands.
I am from precious visions, fluid memories,
Gifts from the earth,
Treasures, as old as time