I’m a pack rat. I keep stuff I really don’t need. I’ve been better about not accumulating more stuff over the last 10 years – being desperately broke in my early twenties and not being able to afford what I needed taught me a few lessons about appreciating what I had and making do. But I still have stuff from when I was a baby, most of which I’ll keep… but I hadn’t realized how many Beanie Babies I had stuffed in my closet. I can’t get rid of those, they’re WAY too cute. But I’ve pared down to one 66qt storage container for my stuffed animals, my laundry basket is completely empty of the funky clothes and torn up pillowcases I couldn’t stand to part with for some inexplicable reason, among other sundries, and the living room is full of stuff to be donated to the veterans, to eventually be put up for sale in a sullen thrift shop on the south side of town.
And I’ve been obsessively reading about metalsmithing and committing everything to memory, and getting more excited and encouraged by the day. This is familiar. This is how it was when I was reading Making Glass Beads by Cindy Jenkins. This feels good, and right, like it’s supposed to happen. It may not happen right away, but I’m putting it into motion.
Now, if only I could get so motivated to put myself on a junk food diet.
People, I’ve mostly decided against a metalsmithing class. Mr. Sarah expressed interest in taking the class together, which I’d be all for, except for a few reasons. For one thing, the class we’d want to take is about 45 minutes away, and in the same town Mr. Sarah works. So, essentially, by the time he got home, we wouldn’t even have time to eat dinner before we had to leave and drive right back to where he came from. The class runs until 10pm, which works wonderfully for me, but for him, he’d have a hard time winding down and getting to sleep at a reasonable hour since it would be close to 11pm by the time we got home. Sure, I could take the class by myself, but I wouldn’t want to do it without him, since I think we would really enjoy that together. Perhaps something more feasible will turn up.
Then there’s that whole thing about taking a class, that’s really holding me back. I can be a little, shall we say, disruptive… not throwing spitballs and cracking wise from the back of the classroom, in a leather jacket with my ducktail dippity-doo’d… but more like “why can’t it be done this way rather than that way, and I expect a reasonable explanation” and other curious musings. I’ve been known to drive some people temporarily crazy with my barrage of questions and curious musings. The instructor either finds this trait charming or abhorrant. I’m not sure I’m willing to pay $400 to find out which type of instructor it’s gonna be. I also have a tendency to unexpectedly go off into la-la land for a few minutes because ideas suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks and I can’t ignore them, and there’s no rewind button or re-read feature available in a live classroom once I’ve sorted out those ideas. And, more often than not, these classes are at art galleries, and safety issues are rarely addressed in classes held at art galleries. (Which would pose the aforementioned barrage of questions, for sure, and would likely render me the “problem student”).
If we get right down to brass tacks, the truth is, I’m an introverted control freak and I like to learn from books, and at my own pace, in the comfort of my own little cave. I think about how many tools and other necessities I could buy with that money, and that sort of clinches it for me. Maybe I can teach Mr. Sarah what I learn and we can tap around together. I generally don’t like sharing my space with anyone but a cat or two, but we get along great and work well together, and if I rearrange some furniture, it may be possible.
BTW, here are the books I’m reading:
Step By Step Jewelry Workshop by Nicola Hurst
The Design and Creation of Jewelry (Third Edition) by Robert von Neumann
Jewelry Making Techniques Book by Elizabeth Olver
Sculptural Metal Clay by Kate McKinnon
I figure the more books I have, I’ll be better able to fill in most of the blanks. The rest will have to come from experience.
Anyway, I’ll have something for you on Etsy tomorrow. See you then!
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