My Old Friend

An old friend, that’s how I feel when I sit down at my jewelry bench. My fingers and my mind remember the movements from 10 years ago. The way to hold my file, saw and polishing tools all comes back to me. Now that’s not to say that I haven’t hit a few road bumps, beacause I have.  I wake up every morning wanting to create, sketch and design my next piece. I fall asleep at night thinking of cold connection designs and when I’ll be able to sit down in front of my bench again. I’m in love with my old friend, jewelry.