a breif rambling about the one benefit of my previous existence on the west coast...

so, in cali i had a sprawling studio space (read: my parents' living room) and it was always sunny and there was just lots of space. there is lots of hammering involved in the production of vanessa jean * duct tape designs, that's how snaps and grommets and various other things get put in place. in my previous space i didn't have to worry about a thing! it was always warm and sunny and dry...and i could go out and hammer whenever i wanted. and there was always enough space that i wasn't going to bother the neighbors. and i sort of took for granted (sorry) that the biz manager, inventory controller and distributer would be able to shine it on.

well, here it's a whole different story. hammering inside is tougher. i feel bad bother the 4 nice girls who live on the 2nd and 3rd floor because the pounding shakes the whole house! i don't mind venturing outside, although it poses certain challenges. 1. the freezing cold. there's nothing like spending a good 20 minutes squatting outside, bare-handed, in 12 degree weather. that's probably not my fave. 2. space! there's a nice patch of concrete in the back yard here that's suitable, only now it's covered with 2 feet of snow. which leaves me hammering on the front porch. although, this seems to be a suitable option. the hammering sounds quiter, and it's a lot cleaner than the back.

dear old guy, you may now take this moment and send a big 'told you so'.
my response: hey, at least you don't have to hear the hammering.