Hi!  I thought I’d take you on a little trip from my old dining room-turned-workshop to the studio I now call home. Spoiler alert: it’s been an interesting ride, complete with burnt lino and a dog who thought I was mad!

For years, I ran my jewellery business out of a repurposed dining room. Back then, I referred to myself as a jeweller. It wasn’t until I completed my jewellery diploma with a 97% distinction in September 2022 that I felt I’d earned the title of silversmith. That might sound a bit fancy, but the shift meant a lot to me - more than just a name change, it marked a new chapter where I could really pour my heart into the craft with all the passion I’d been building up.

It wasn’t exactly spacious - every time I needed to use a new tool, I had to put one away just to make room. Not the most time-efficient way to work, but hey, you make do with what you’ve got, right? Otis, my four-legged assistant, didn’t seem impressed either - he wasn’t a fan of the clanging hammers or the hiss of flames. In fact, there was a “biscuit tax” every time I fired up the torch or picked up the hammer, just to reassure him that everything was fine and he wasn’t about to get beaten or turned into a crème brûlée!