As I go through the box I can see her hand writing, I can see her organization, I can see the quality of everything that she purchased to put into her work. The last thing I pulled out of the box was a soldering block that she used to carve out special soldering projects. I can still hear her voice in my ear as she taught me how to form hinges using this very type of block. ![]() Years ago, when I cleaned out my mother's home, the only thing that made it OK for her was seeing me pack the back of my pickup truck with all of her crafting 'things'. Everything went from her home to my studio. Now, the things of Judith are with me as well. I've already told my friend Susan that when I go, it's her job to distribute my studio. Until then, to Judith and her family, I am honored to have these precious things with me.
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AuthorI started my journey into jewelry making in 2005 while I was working in the Berkshires in Massachusetts, an area inundated with amazing artisans. I started with glass, which led to silver, which led to inlay, which led to joy. Archives
April 2017
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