I have been playing with paint markers as a resist for etching the silver. Texture is appealing. I still can’t think of anything pithy to say and etch on the metal. Oh well, maybe using resist is what it is all about.
I am inexorably drawn back to painting. The jewelry studio will be tidied and moved aside for a time. The last jewelry market is coming soon. I feel relief at that thought. Yes, it is harder to sell paintings but it’s drawing and painting that have been channels to the heart of things, the channels to home. Here might be one of the last little ones:
Lately I have been asking myself why I keep making things. It conflicts with my desire to reduce the number of my possessions…except earrings, maybe. I like earrings. And then there is this rush of visual pleasure seeing glass fuse to silver, so I make more things.
It’s the magpie in me, it’s strong and won’t be denied.
Glück und Glass, wie leicht bricht das. (Happiness and glass break easily)
It’s very hot here in North Carolina. That means I’ll spend more time in the studio. I only have a month left before I go back to work. Better get cracking. I am thoroughly enjoying working with silver and vitreous enamel.
The election is over. I am grieving. I really want to say more, write more, but I feel mute.
So I am taking refuge in learning new ways to work. Here are the first steps. Torch fired enamels. Fussy like etching, fussy like printmaking. But the colors are rewarding.
Binary Star Studio 