For me this will mean letting go of many of the modern conveniences that I enjoy every day at my workbench and going right back to the most simple tools and some fairly primitive casting methods.
I only half jokingly made a filk song about my plans the other week,
I'm hiding along the back in my red and green. |
A rare brooch, a rattlin' brooch;
The brooch in the bog,
And the bog down in the valley-o.
Now for that brooch there was a wax...
Now for that wax there was a mold...
Now for that mold there was an alloy...
Now for that alloy there was a crucible...
Now for that crucible there was a fire...
Now for that fire there were some bellows...
Now for that bellows there was hearth...
Now for that hearth there was a worker (yes folks, that's me)...
Hi ho, the rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-o,
Hi ho, the rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
This is but a sampling of some of the parts of my challenge. I am about to do very nearly the jewellery equivalent of making a garment from growing the grass that the sheep eats on up.
I will update this blog as I reach mini milestones on this journey of mine... Wish me luck!
I look forward to reading about your adventures.
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