It has been 2 1/2 years since I've had access to my former school's metalsmithing studio. Granted, I have used my jeweler's saw and a few other hand tools in order to make some random things in my garage studio. However, I've created nothing of substance and miss the tactile qualities of hammering metal greatly.
Something about hammering metal in an actual space that has a fine coat of metal dust and gear lubricant seems less obtrusive than hitting metal in my garage. The concrete floor of where my half-assed studio is now just echoes the blow of metal with a ring not unlike hitting a tuning fork.
I have friends who still work in metal and ultimately I'm envious that they can work often in the media I enjoy. Perhaps some of it is timing, since I've been pre-occupied with things that do not involve metal at all. Part of the envy is also that I finally removed my diploma from the Fed-Ex envelope that was sitting behind a bookshelf and actually framed it. My diploma declares proudly: "Bachelor of Fine Arts Metalsmithing and Jewelry Magna Cum Laude". I look at the framed piece of paper fondly now.
In other news, I've been accepted to 3 of the 5 schools I applied for graduate school and hope to hear from the other 2 soon. A portion of me is torn about where I'll end up in the next few years, but I feel confident about the progress.
As I move forward into exploring a career and another degree relatively unrelated to my past studies, I hope that working in metal can be slowly incorporated back into my life. Perhaps as a solace and something to ground my creativity.
For now, I continue to work in paper, for its accessibility, but I still plan to dream in silver :)
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