and so, maybe: maybe metal hides some other way of Expression. Maybe: in seeing it move under the hammer blows, in colours that change at the heat of the fire; in the forcing of bends, or tips or blades inside it - or against it. In taking it out of the acid, matt - silvery. In polishing it with Love. In letting it standing out strong, and contrasting, against fabric and skin and hair: extending lines of force, pushing the beholder's eyes - or yours - deeper, Inside.
It's an Art by itself - even if "minor" and mistreated: and she needs affection. Yes - affection.
Hi!, I'm Davide. I try to be a metalsmith. My other vices was good prose, and is powerlifting.
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after the battle

so here it is, the final product of a nine-days streak of ansia, loss of sleep, and general uneasiness. Already sent to Barcellona (SP) - more info soon to come.
Theme of the show was - really? - butterflies.
Time left to the deadline, when I was signed to the show, was 13 days.
So here it is, in all its pale, fainting might, "Learning the Language: Rough Sketch #2". Sterling silver, shakudo, raw amethyst. h=5cm, dia of the ring 18mm. Pics are mine, with a little filter help from GB.

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