MADE fair on SUNDAY!

It's Thursday,

and it's studio crunch time!

Missoula,

HERE.WE.COME!

Here's a few snapshots,

of things happening in the studio,

and stuff coming with me to the show!

A boatload of stackers...

Feathers and silk,

scavenger style...

And these cutie-pies,

little brass hammered bits,

and sassy summer silk.

Back to the studio,

there's bangles to be made!

xoxo Erin

Pots of Gold

Little bezel cups...

filled with geology.

 all crystalline sparkle.

Fool's gold.

Follow your folly.

for the tom-fool in us all....

because,

remember?

foolery is FUN!

in the shop today.

Here.

Here.

Here.

and Here.

xoxo erin

New tunes in the studio.

Bombay Bicycle Club.

And after watching this video,

I want to hang out with these guys.

that which your heart contains...

This piece sold at the ARTfest in Spokane last weekend.

I didn't even get the chance to tell you about it.

The back reads:

ALL THOSE THINGS MATTER LESS THAN WHAT YOUR HEART CONTAINS

....

Isn't that the truth.
Ringing clearer than ever...
that message sits with me in a weird way...

My heart lately is

well.....

quiet.

What DOES my heart contain, really?

I've dived into the season here,
60 degrees and sunny.
Garden gloves in hand,
a hobby turned obsession as of late.
The cool mornings and sunny afternoons
make for great transplanting weather,
and it's still early in this northern gardening zone.

A happy and tiring way to sort out my mind.
There is no better peace than what I find when I am dirty,
under my fingernails there seems to be happiness.

My mind...

Occupied, to say the least.

I've got family rolling around in my head.

Relationships,

past and present,

the current state of mine.
The continuing change of relationships,
the evolution of proposals, weddings, and babies.
And that circle that defines us.
oh geez.

And work, work is a bed of new.

3 wholesale accounts,

6 shows...

one down, 5 to go.

Two out of state.

But my heart....

my heart is full.

Or at least it's trying.

and my garden....
my garden kicks ass.

I've started a promised set of warriors,
and perennial warriors they are.
Seasonal strength.

This hits me right in the gut, as I have come to know myself as a seasonal warrior,
and I believe we all can be.
Isn't there a season in your life where everything moves quicker,
or slower,
and how that defines your character....
whether you sink or swim in that new quick-ness.
or that quiet.

The ebb and flow of our seasons....
Nothing stays the same, but some things never change.
In the meantime,
I think I'll go get dirty.
Because that's my solace lately.
my peace.

Happy Digging.
xo Erin

that season....

it's here!

My favorite season.

The dirt season.

The flowers,

the food.

OHHHH, the possibilities!

Vegetables have homes,

seeds are in the ground.

Flower pots have been filled with soil,

and cleaned up for the new season of vegetation...

A new patch of raspberries from a gracious garden-friend,

and chickens in their new run.

Perennials in,

moved, 

transplanted.

uprooted...

and then re-rooted.

The tenacity and heartiness of perennials is inspiring.

such tough chicks.

Taking a beating,

and brushing it off like it's nothing...

I wish sometimes I were that tough.

I have to admit,

I've been in the dirt more these last two weeks than in the studio.

I hate to say, 

finding that balance has been really hard this year.

All I want to do is be tired and dirty at the end of the day...

with something colorful and happy to show for it.

Tired bones and body,

peaceful mind.

And this garden sure is coming along,

with a little love,

 gloves,

and time.

I received a note from a wonderful customer this week via etsy,

wondering how the season is,

lamenting her wait on a special piece in the shop 

that was snagged up before she could "pull the trigger",

 and she inquired on new work.

uhhhhh, new work?

Oh yeah!  I'm a metalsmith.

huh. 

I almost forgot, in all this gardening.

In this 60 degree sunshine,

I could be outside all day,

every day.

so here it goes....

to jumpstart my studio brain,

and motivate.

The plants are happy, 

and now I am procrastinating....

Warriors.

I promise.

By the end of the month.

In purples, and mustard yellow.

A whole slew of 'em.

Garden-inspired.

perennial warriors.

The season is here...

and 

Tex says so.

Missoula MADE fair is coming!!!

And I'll be there with bells on, ya'll!

Last year was a blast, and this year...I am sure it will ROCK.

SO excited Missoula.....

SOOO excited!

back to the studio,

the garden, 

and the hot tea on this cloudy June day.

...

Half full

Montana's June.

*sigh*

My cup is half full today.

Life is good.

a little tuesday....

...love.....

xo erin