The Studio – My own private haven.
My husband says, "Everybody run, Bailey's got a soldering gun."
The bottom line is, I couldn't do it without him. When I broke my neck in 2015, I couldn't lift over 35 lbs for a year. I thought my dreams of becoming a silversmith were over. In that time, he built me a bench, hooked up my torch, and urged me to melt away my depression through my art. The studio is an extension of my tools and my happiness. I am happy to share it with anyone that wants to come by and see where the magic is made.
