sometimes the plumber has to pay a visit. sometimes leaks happen in that weird crawl space in the basement and i can’t fix it with the tool kit my dad gave me one christmas when i was in college (didn’t understand at the time what it was for– now, of course, i do). so the plumber comes over and works his magic and presto-change-o: one shiny new pipe to replace the ancient one. no more leak and i’ve just completed a necklace. sometimes you just need a window of time dedicated to one thing and one thing only.
sterling silver, shell.
one of a kind.
in the shop.