I've been drawn to the studio much more this summer than most.
Continuing a flow of commissions beginning in winter. I'm exploring
being a custom jeweler again. That is an internal web strung with a
history fraught with caution & longing.
I've been mining my archives, bringing waxes abandoned decades ago. Unfinished in the vicissitudes of tumbling life. Some have life rhythmically yammering through years. Some have been previously, periodically, progressed in similer moods hoping to move them into a more permanent [IE: cast into metal]... always to feel the deep stretch out of decades of change. Often I am daunted with a sense that I have lost finesse. Of course there are reasons why these have been postponed, Still... I have protected these fragile projects through numerous moves. Strong webs ancient & new.
I've been mining my archives, bringing waxes abandoned decades ago. Unfinished in the vicissitudes of tumbling life. Some have life rhythmically yammering through years. Some have been previously, periodically, progressed in similer moods hoping to move them into a more permanent [IE: cast into metal]... always to feel the deep stretch out of decades of change. Often I am daunted with a sense that I have lost finesse. Of course there are reasons why these have been postponed, Still... I have protected these fragile projects through numerous moves. Strong webs ancient & new.
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