Yesterday afternoon the Paragon was fired up for the first time
after a good solid sweep of the carriage house for web after web hanging from the rafters-
the workspace now feels more like mine than I could have imagined.
I've felt impatient about getting up and running simply because enameling feels like the missing piece in all of my metal work: color
pictures (even more vivid than with engraving, though that certainly will never stop being a part of my art!)
the change to make mistakes and see them turn to blessings:
our instructor up north talked a lot about the gift of doing things 'wrong' with enamels
and we saw first hand the beauty that a strange firing can make with our student show-and-tell.
The most pressing part of the process for me involves the portrait of Jones at the top of this post:
making this piece felt cathartic and tender - his spirit is evident in it.
I touch it daily.
Making pendants for those who have loved and lost, or simply for those who love feels like a calling for me. I hope to offer some custom spots in the Metal Shop for this vein of work
in the coming weeks: I will be sure to give good notice here.
With the furnace firing away I made some components for things to come this Friday
And began some new portraits: since the birth of the sweet Babe of mine the phrase that resonates most is that having a child is like having another heart outside of your body.
This necklace design might be a long road, but it feels so dear to me:
Mustard Elk Leather
water formed leather
watercolor enamel anatomical heart
The possibilities are as endless as a blank canvas
and as enticing!
My only hope is that sleep is not as evasive as it was early this morning:
waking at 5:45 for a feeding, my brain kept me up until nearly 8 with flights of fancy and
heaven help me!!