Becoming crazy 'round a solder point. Trying the fitting of a bezel, and have the stone blocked snugly inside. Searching for a round anvil to hammer - in the near future - the aigrette's band in a half-round shape: discovering that a 2.5 kilos weigthlifting plate has almost the right diameter. Redoing drawings on and on and on. Trying to buy stones: shops are closed for the summer: fuck you crisis they scream from blind display: go fuck yo'self, they also - quietly - say.
But things goes on, and slowly we go back to The Routine: think a lot of time about things, work at the bench, make mistake, think about putting everything back to order, lift heavy things, eat meat, work some more at the bench.
Here's a pic. a lot of work still has to be done, but--