Ok, here are some new masters that just came out of a mold. I will only have a handfull for Tucson, so get there early! They are small, about an inch tall, including the bail. I love them. I think I'll make an acorn to go with this series. I lost a piece in the last casting that bummed me out big time- a clasp that took two days to carve, lost! I loved it so much, it was a bird toggle flying on a round disc (with a hole) with clouds carved on it. That was a sucky casting, lots of masters didn't make it. Thats the trouble with this stuff, there are no guarantees, no matter how experianced. So we just carve more and learn from our mistakes. I feel really behind, kind of bogged down and tired. I know its just nerves- this always happens, I go into robot mode and work my butt off to combat the stress. Or, I look on the internet at lineolated parrakeets and wonder which one looks like we are made for each other. I'm not in the habit of replacing a pet right after it dies, I'm usually in a bitter sort of mood, like my heart can't take losing another, but I feel different right now. Like I need to nurture or be surrounded by life. I feel like I'm in a transitional state, like something is going to change and I'm only half aware of it. I thought it might be a shift to making finished jewelry into a business but I think I'm actually not doing it because I'm actually growing away from that idea. I generally follow my intuition to lead me and have learned to do so after a long time of doing what I thought was expected of me. I love what we do, but deep down I'm a storyteller, its part of what I do- everything I've made has a story and I think its this part that needs to be tended. Maybe writing down these 'histories' or actually finishing my story and stop being such a sissy would stop this sneaking feeling that something I need to do isn't done. Like now, for instance, 12 portraits in bezels down, and only 9 to go. I will finish them after I look at more birds.