Advice I should listen to.

May 31, 2013

So, I just relocated to San Francisco, which means that I lost the badass studio I was studying in in Atlanta, and also that I have to find a new one.

All of my stuff — including half of my tools — is in a container, in a storage facility, somewhere in California. Which means that every day, I go into the closet in my empty apartment and stare forlornly at my studio box, filled with metal and stones and deliciousness, and reaffirm that I need to get into a studio here, because I simply don’t have what I need to set up a home workbench (yet). Even my needle files are lost to me.

I think I’ve found one, but given that I’m unemployed (hey, want to help me out and buy some jewelry?) I’m hesitant to plonk down the dollars needed to get access to the heavy-duty tools I can’t fit into a storage container. And every time I hesitate, I feel like an idiot for not doing the thing that makes me happiest. I really should take the photo’s advice.