Change is so difficult. I can get myself on a path and I find it so difficult to change. Is that just my nature or just human nature? Is this the focus to explore one direction, exhausting all potential before moving on, or the comfort of the familiar? Dark wood with gold and brass seem like such natural companions, the warmth of the gold bringing out the warmth of the antique wood.
Then, without really looking for it, I found such beautiful textures in silver, that I had to try to work with them. At first glance, after working with gold for so long, the silver seems so cold but then I am reminded of the Mapuche in South America. They believed that silver was so much purer then the gold they had. The gold so yellow compared to the white of the silver. The silver was so spiritual for them. So I will try my hand with silver.
Except for a small Foundling that I made for Marie in silver, this will be my exploration in silver. A change or just a detour?