ETSYVERSARY

Serving Your Soul Since 2007

Since July 19, 2007.

To be exact.

Today The Noisy Plume is 3 years old!

Can you believe it?

Since I am playing host, gladly, to one of my best friends at the moment, we went out for dinner to celebrate my Plume-a-versary. Dinner was tasty, we got a little hyper, there was much laughing about things mere mortals wouldn’t find amusing at all and even a bit of reminiscing about the history of

The Noisy Plume.

This is all to say, wowee! It’s been a fantastic three years!

I owe you so much thanks it makes my head spin and puts my tail feathers in a flap.

That’s the honest truth.

Without your support, I would be:

1. A starving artist.

2. Probably not an artist at all.

3. I can’t think of what else to put here

except I know how happy this work makes me and

if I wasn’t doing it, I’d be half as happy or not really happy at all.

So thanks for helping make my happiness a reality…

I should probably think of something to say about my goals for the next year…so…I’d like to:

1. Write you that book.

2. Continue to blaze bright trails with metal; I want to be the first to dream it up and the first to lay it down.

3. I want to make exactly what I want to make which means I’m going to continue to dream big and take big design risks. I’m going to continue to make jewelry that I would love to wear and I’m going to continue to trust that someone out there somewhere will share, with me, an attraction to the aesthetic of my designs. I hope that’s music to your ears…

4. I’m going to keep on loving you. As best I can.

5. I’m going to clean my studio space more often. It’s been getting a little out of control these past few months!

So there you have it! The big five for this next year!

Thanks for sticking with me.

Thanks for supporting me and for claiming my designs as your own.

Thanks for making me laugh, for making me smile and for sometimes making me cry.

Thanks for feeding my family and I, for keeping a roof over our heads and for keeping our truck on the road.

Thanks for believing in me and in my dreams.

Thanks for reading what I write and for seeing my images for what they are.

Thanks.

Thanks to the edge of the universe and back again.

With all my heart,

The Noisy Plume

TODAY, GETTING THE HECK OUT OF DODGE TOOK FORTITUDE.

I WANTED TO STAY ON MY BLANKET ON THE LAWN BY THE ROSE GARDEN

AND KEEP MY EYES SHUT, GLEANING WHAT SLEEP I COULD IN THE AFTERNOON MOMENTS, THE BATTLE OF INSOMNIA YOU KNOW…

GETTING OUT OF TOWN REQUIRES A SIMPLE 15 MINUTE DRIVE UP THE MOUNTAIN.

I STROLL AROUND THE FORESTS BAREFOOT. BLENDING IN. LEANING INTO THE GREEN. FINDING MY VOICE AGAIN. PRAYING AGAINST THE APPEARANCE OF MOUNTAIN LIONS. SNIFFING THE SNIFFS. CONVERSING WITH THE WILDFLOWERS. WATCHING THE SUN DIP DOWN IN THE DISTANCE. THINKING. I SPEND A LOT OF MINUTES THINKING. THANKING. LISTENING.

THERE IS A BALANCE I SEEK.

A NEITHER HERE NOR THERE.

A PERFECT BALANCE WHEREIN THE WIND IN MY HAIR DOESN’T KNOCK ME OVER.

MY WORK IS ONE YEAR OLDER.

ONE YEAR STRONGER.

ONE YEAR FURTHER.

ONE YEAR MORE OF EVERYTHING AND EVERYWAY.

METAL, FIRE, STONE, SOUL, LOVE.

THE WORK OF MY HANDS.

MY IMPRINT IN THIS SPACE AND TIME.

THE INFLECTION OF DESIGN & MOTIFS. ALWAYS THE CHORUS BETWEEN THE VERSES.

PINCHES OF THE DIVINE PASSING THROUGH MY FINGERTIPS.

CONNECTING WITH THE CREATOR.

FORGING AND BEING FORGED BY THE HANDS OF THE GREATEST GRACE.

I’M HUMBLED BY THE MOUNTAINS. BY THE WILD SPACE.

BUT MORE SO, I’M HUMBLED BY MY DESTINY — A PLAN FOR MY LIFE SO PERFECTLY FORMED. I WANT TO SHAPE THINGS IN A SIMILAR MANNER…BUT I’M SO CLUMSY. I’M SO HUMAN.

IT MIGHT NOT BE SO HUMAN [OR MAYBE IT IS…] TO WANT TO BE MADE BETTER.

BUT THAT IS WHAT I WANT.

TO BE REFINED BY THE HANDS OF THE MAKER.