I am falling in love with Copper. It didn’t happen right away. I was hesitant, resistant. But then it found it’s way under my hammer. The malleability of Copper hooked me. Then there are the colors. The pinkey orange when polished, black cherry/ash as it tarnishes with exposure to the elements of oxygen and skin, bright red of a borax patina, etc. etc. etc. The results of my attempts are never exactly the same. I can’t say I mind the surprises. I made my favorite pair of hoops today with Copper. I’m not sure what to name them, yet. On second thought, I think I’ll name them “birthday hoops”.