Sitting at the same jewelers bench, using the same tools day after day, for over 20 years gave me “tool blindness”. Adjusting to a new set of tools has been a joy and a stress. I love tools–any opportunity to justify adding something to my collection, is immensely satisfying. I am realizing, though, that just because I own a tool, doesn’t mean I “know” it. Almost like people, it takes time to get acquainted, understand individual nuances and develop a “relationship” of trust. In a sense, those tools become an extension of me and what I produce. (I’m imagining myself as Edward Scissorhands but with a soldering torch and set of wax files). I might have to illustrate that…