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It's Not Always Rainbows and Unicorns In The Studio

Hi everyone!  It's been a while hasn't it?

I have been keeping myself busy with getting settled into RHINO for the
past month and a half.

I've made new spinner rings...
Silver, bronze, and hand stamped
new Mandala Earrings...
Silver, scraffito, enamel, coconut, brass, copper rivet
And my newest piece was inspired by the Queen of Mictlan.
Silver, copper rivets, bone, antique roofing copper, hand stamped
but today I am feeling very sad.
I am making a piece for the upcoming Upcycle Show
I have been thinking about the 43 missing students of 
Their memory is what is inspiring me for the piece that will go in the show.

And here is what I gathered up from the shelves and boxes in my studio...
I had old sheet of copper, bullet casings, wood, and nails.

My heart feels very heavy right now and the pieces are on my bench waiting for me to continue 
I'm too disturbed.

But I will force myself to go in there right now and finish.
They say one can't force creating.  Maybe force is not the correct word but I don't know what else to call it.  I know once I enter that room something will happen.

I leave you with a link to one of my friends blog.  Her poem speaks to me.  Especially right now.  It is called known and unkown.

Tis' all for now.


  1. It's better not to force creativity, it will come when it's ready. Just read the story about the students and I'm horrified that stuff still happens.
    I'm trying to figure out which part of your Mandala earrings are coconut.....? :D

    1. Hi Tracy! The coconut is resting against the enamel. Sandwiched between the enamel and the brass. I finished the piece but I can't show it until the show opens later on this month. Eeeeeee....the suspense! :)

    2. I forgot to mention. I know right? I don't have words to describel these kind of actions. I just get so sick inside when reading about it. :'(


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