There are few things in this world that capture my fascination more than possibility and inspiration. And if those things could be measured in chocolate, this trip would have been a shameless wallow in a churning sea of the velvety stuff. The primary reason for this trip was to attend Certification 1 & 2 PMC classes, instructed by the gifted and gracious Ruth Greening and hosted by the PMC Guild, in Lacey, Washington. These two classes would span four days of intense instruction and hands-on learning.
Metal clay isn't something you can just pick up and do. Beyond regular clay, it has additional quirks and technical specs because of the metal incorporated into it. In a nutshell: You really should take a class before diving in; otherwise you're going to end up with an expensive waste of time, or worse, really hurt yourself. But because I knew PMC would expand the possibilities in the studio immeasurably, I decided to attend -- and I'm sure glad I did! Everything that seemed an utter and intimidating mystery to me in my precious metal clay books, videos and mags now make perfect, clear sense. Hallelujah! There is no substitute for hands-on learning guided by an adept and experienced instructor! None.


In particular, what's really useful about the PMC Guild hosted classes is that they are structured, standardized and lead by experienced instructors who are working artists themselves. As such, each class is progressive, designed to teach a total newb (like me) on how to use this magic stuff while also teaching the student necessary jewelry methods to expand the possibilities of design.
My instructor, Ruth, was marvelous -- patient, fun, clear and able to answer any question thrown at her (she also loves horses and rides a Harley!). She had plenty of supplies and "stuff" for us to experiment with, and plenty of examples and recommendations of other "stuff" that may interest us in the future. In short: She provided a de-mystified, expansive, and welcoming glance into the world of PMC. Moreover, and perhaps most important, she had that rare gift of being able to teach from the student's point of view, whether newb or veteran. A rare blessing!

What was great, too, was that the classes were small: Certification Level 1 had six students, and Certification Level 2 had only three! That meant Ruth could really give each of us some close attention, which means a lot when you're in the middle of some fiddly bit and just realized you don't know quite what you're doing yet!
But wait -- there's more! Each class came with supplies, a book and print-outs of necessary information and extra tips and supply sources. You also could purchase more PMC (or extra stones) from Ruth on-the-spot, if you wanted to add more, or used up too much. That was definitely handy. And Ruth had lots of handy insights. For instance, descend on your local thrift store or dollar store for tools and mold forms because measuring spoons can make great dome molds, or old food dehydrators can make wonderful drying boxes -- and all for pennies. Or when coating a leaf, use only a fresh leaf, and paint "paste" on the back, where the features are more crisp. And one of her first humorous quips: "You'll become a connoisseur of straws" was priceless. I didn't know what she meant at first, of course, but realized as I made several bails, "Oh yes -- I'm going to need a special container for all the drinking straws I'll be hoarding!"



So as you can imagine, my mind is swimming with ideas now. I plan to put all my Rune Horses and stamp designs into PMC production, as well as make press molds for realistic equine pieces. But I also plan on incorporating other animals and nature designs a little bit further down the road, as well as make my own texture sheets. I also want to blend PMC with fired clay in some special items, like an annual Christmas ornament. I do know I like creating bezels rather than firing stones in the kiln because that gives me limitless possibilities (and I find bezel making a lot of fun), and I know with absolute certainty that enameling will be incorporated on some pieces. I cannot resist the look of translucent colored glass on the metal.
However, my goal isn't finished pieces of jewelry, but jewelry components that others can buy and make their own finished jewelry...rather like beads. To me it's more fun to see what other people do with this kind of work, and I just have so many design ideas that I have to prioritize my time. Even more important, a self-employed artist has to be honest about her strengths...and for me, coming out with new design components every year is a stronger skill.
So as you can well imagine, I'm going to be very busy in the upcoming years between my sculpture, tiles and now PMC. Bliss. There's nothing I like more than getting up in the morning with lots of exciting work to do, clear ideas and clear goals. Well...except for ooozing rattie goo. But just by a little!
However, my goal isn't finished pieces of jewelry, but jewelry components that others can buy and make their own finished jewelry...rather like beads. To me it's more fun to see what other people do with this kind of work, and I just have so many design ideas that I have to prioritize my time. Even more important, a self-employed artist has to be honest about her strengths...and for me, coming out with new design components every year is a stronger skill.
So as you can well imagine, I'm going to be very busy in the upcoming years between my sculpture, tiles and now PMC. Bliss. There's nothing I like more than getting up in the morning with lots of exciting work to do, clear ideas and clear goals. Well...except for ooozing rattie goo. But just by a little!


Anyway, my classes ended on the 6th, and so I was off to the Washington coast on the 7th, making a bee line to the Olympic National Park. As I mentioned in an earlier blog post, we plan to return next year to the park so I can do some hardcore research for tiles and PMC design.
I have always been madly in love with lush forests. Green, full of life and that wonderful aroma. Shade, serenity and the sound of trees. And what's even more awesome about Northwest forests is that they're verdant, misty and warm, not sticky humid hot. Overall, NW weather is my favorite. The overcast cloud-cover makes my hyper-sensitive, fair, prone-to-lobsterize-at-the-hint-of-sun skin so so happy. My curls love the moisture in the air, too, and my lungs suck up the moist air with glee. I don't feel dessicated or cooked, but like I'm in a happy damp box as content greenware. Anyway, here are some shots from inside the visitor's center (it was so overcast that day, that it was smarter to forge ahead to the coast and return another day)...











After a night on the beach, it was time to visit Little Bro and his wife, Megan, in Oregon. It was a great time, filled with laughter, Swamp People ("tree shaker!") Neil Diamond, and -- no big surprise -- great food. Dang...Megan can cook a mean meatloaf. Wow!
On my last day there, we went on a four mile hike around Jack Lake on the Canyon Creek Meadows trail. The first two miles were uphill. Uphill. So wanting to puke from exhaustion and panting like a sled dog, my head pounding like a church bell, I finally reached the top and downhill portion. Note to self: Get in shape --- NOW. Regardless, it was a breath-taking hike (har har).
There had been a fire through that area about seven years ago, leaving an interesting mingling of pristine and damaged or dead trees. To tell the truth, I loved the dead, fire-polished trees. I think of them as "ghost trees," and they had been polished by the elements into a smooth, silvery sheen. Like natural monoliths. Against the blue sky and sun, they glistened. So beautiful.
On my last day there, we went on a four mile hike around Jack Lake on the Canyon Creek Meadows trail. The first two miles were uphill. Uphill. So wanting to puke from exhaustion and panting like a sled dog, my head pounding like a church bell, I finally reached the top and downhill portion. Note to self: Get in shape --- NOW. Regardless, it was a breath-taking hike (har har).
There had been a fire through that area about seven years ago, leaving an interesting mingling of pristine and damaged or dead trees. To tell the truth, I loved the dead, fire-polished trees. I think of them as "ghost trees," and they had been polished by the elements into a smooth, silvery sheen. Like natural monoliths. Against the blue sky and sun, they glistened. So beautiful.
Eating well always is a priority on vacation, and this one was no exception! As I mentioned before, fresh seafood and shellfish were always on my menu. But this local diner in Bend is a must-go-to destination for breakfast...


It certainly all was a terrific vacation and learning experience. I'm bursting with inspiration and ideas, and refreshed by the coastal Northwest. But I'm very glad to be home. Now my real challenge is staying focused to realize my goals. I have important priorities I have to tackle in sequence like a diligent little pit pony if I'm going to survive this bottleneck of projects. For example, I have to get the Summer 2010 issue of The Boat out the door, then get my finished Melly Tiles out the door, then my own finished tiles up in my Etsy store. Amidst all that, I have to complete several bas-reliefs and sculptures for casting and get my PMC studio set up so I can start using what I've learned. I really need to start building the means, finesse and experience in that media so I can start offering PMC pieces in my store early next year.
Busy busy busy! Just the way I like it.
Busy busy busy! Just the way I like it.
"If you want something really important to be done you must not merely satisfy the reason, you must move the heart also." ~ Mahatma Gandhi