This week has been one full of different and amazing jobs.
Rod and Sheila are wonderful gold, silversmith and enamelers and they had an incredible piece to make for a Bishop.
The clasp that runs across the front of a cope is called a Morse and it was the morse that Sheila & Rod were making. It had to be attached to the cope that was originally made by Juliet Hemingray. Little old me got the job.
The original morse had to be unpicked and new hooks attached to link the new one on securely. Rod had cleverly made some silver hooks for me to attach but it was nerve wracking work dealing with such heirlooms.
You can see here, the finished item with its garnets and enamelled plaques. Beautiful work. You can just make out some of Rod's chasing of shells and wheat.
In other news, I was asked to make some tiny cushions filled with rice from some of my beautiful kimono fabric to act as rests or supports for a 500 year old sword for a client who does aikido.
I sometimes add a scent to the cushions I make, especially if they are for something so precious. These tiny cushions with birds flying across them smelled of Bergamot as it is helpful for grief and bereavement and the man who owns the sword had recently lost his father.
If that makes you a little sad, here are some photos for you of what's happening in the garden of late. Spring has indeed sprung.
|These next ones aren't actually from my garden but are from the botanical gardens in Cambridge|