Status Report: My First Winter at Home in 10+ Years

I summarize how it started and how it’s going for my first winter at home in more than 10 years.

It’s December 18, 2024 and I’m typing this at home while sitting at my desk at a desktop computer. Outside is approximately 8 inches of snow that has fallen in the past three days. My driveway is plowed, my vehicles are tucked into the garage. My house is warm. The sun is out, trying to break through the low clouds between my perch about 800 feet above the Columbia River and city of Wenatchee. It is a gorgeous day and is likely to become even nicer as the sun continues to rise — although for me, it’ll never clear the 500+ foot ridge just south of my home.

I’m chomping at the bit, ready to turn my 2-3 week planned trip to Arizona into a 5 week camping adventure. After all, I do still have my truck camper. I may as well use it.

On Being Home

Don’t get me wrong. I absolutely love my home. I love its simple comfort, privacy, quiet, spacious garage, and, above all, its views. (I’ve always been fond of a good view and I don’t think I’ll get a better one anywhere else.) I have everything here that I want and need — or almost (more in a moment) — and after spending 17 of the past 24 months traveling, it’s great to be settled in somewhere.

At least I think it is. I’m so used to being on my boat that it actually feels weird to have luxuries like a washer/dryer, dishwasher, enormous (well, okay, just normal sized) refrigerator, and soaking tub where I can immerse 90% of my body in hot water for as long as I like.

One of the things I admit that I am struggling with is the sameness of every day. My pups and I have revised our routine for our surroundings and that’s fine, but what’s weird is that we wake up in the same place every day. When I’m traveling, every day doesn’t just have the potential to be different. It is different. Here, I have to work on adding variety to my days. And I’ll admit that sometimes I just don’t bother.

The Plan: A Winter at Home

The original plan was to spend the whole winter at home. Period.

I have lots to do. Not only did I have to clean the boat and prep it for a season as a charter boat in the San Juan Islands, but I had a lot of catching up to do on my Great Loop blog and the video channel I’m trying to build. I could spend eight hours every day working on these things and still not catch up by the end of February.

Not only that, but I’m exploring more creative options. In addition to getting back into my jewelry shop to build inventory for the upcoming season, I’ve begun dabbling in paper arts, including bookbinding and the production of decorative papers. I find these things challenging while being a good creative outlet.

So that was the plan: work on the things I need and want to get done.

But the Gray! And the Snow!

Right around the time we changed the clocks, I remembered why I go usually south every winter. It gets dark early here. When it gets dark, my brain tells my body that it’s time for bed. It’s increasingly difficult to stay up until at least 9 PM.

And then there’s the gray. The Wenatchee Valley has inversions in the winter time that fill the valley with clouds. Sometimes I’m above the clouds, sometimes I’m below the clouds, and sometimes I’m in the clouds. So I look out the windows and I see a lot of gray. I’d estimate 4-5 days out of every 7.

This is very difficult for someone who lived in Arizona for 15 years where the sun shines so often that you wish for a gray day.

Of course, on other days here you get a day like today, when the sun is shining, the sky is blue, and the world looks like a winter wonderland. On days like this, I feel like sitting in a window seat with a book and a cup of hot cocoa, glancing up at the amazing, ever-changing vista every time I turn a page.

Gorgeous Day
How’s this for a gorgeous day and amazing view? Come join me for a cup of hot cocoa looking out the windows.

Dave Shovels
With 8 inches of snow in about 48 hours, “shoveling” requires some heavy equipment. Here, my neighbor Dave is digging a pathway for my Jeep to get in and out of the garage.

And the snow is definitely a thing.

I like snow. I think it’s pretty. But the problem is that it makes it difficult to do anything or go anywhere outside. The problem is only made worse by the fact that the snow slides off my roof to block my garage doors, thus trapping my vehicles inside until I — or someone else — breaks them free.

A Year Ago Today
There’s a nice private beach a short drive from where my dad lived.

Last year on this date, I was walking on a beach near my dad’s house in Florida, feeling the sand between my toes while my pups chased each other near the surf. Only a few days later, I’d be heading south a in my boat to New Year’s Eve with a friend at Key West. The year before, I was heading east on the Gulf ICW to spend Christmas week at Orange Beach, Alabama. The year before that, I was camped out in the desert in Arizona, hiking, exploring, and enjoying star-filled skies every night. Ditto for most of the years before that.

Lately, I’m constantly trying to remind myself why I’m here this year.

The New Plan

The new plan is to load up my truck camper and head south sometime around Christmas Day. I’m going to visit a bunch of friends in Wickenburg, Quartzsite, Phoenix, Tucson, and Sierra Vista. I’ll hit the big Pow Wow rock show to replenish my supply of certain stones I use in jewelry making. And I’m going to start my search for a new winter home in the Tucson area. — more on that in another post.

My usual winter house-sitter, John, is thrilled. He loves it here in the winter. He thought he’d be stuck spending more time with family, but is already packing his truck in preparation for coming back here. I’m sure my barn cat, Rover, will be thrilled, too. I know John spoils the hell out of him when I’m gone. (Maybe this time he’ll take Rover with him when he leaves.)

But John won’t have too much time here. My goal is to be back by the end of January. I want to go to the Seattle Boat Show at month-end and I need to get my boat to the other side of the mountains for some maintenance work before it’s launched in March. There’s a lot to do.

There’s always a lot to do. And I like it that way.

Handmade vs Assembled: What Does Artisan Mean?

I try to define the concept of artisan goods and why they should be valued more than manufactured goods.

I have been dabbling in physical artistic endeavors — as opposed to writing, which is an intellectual artistic endeavor — for about six years now, when I started making jewelry from the rocks I began acquiring at the Arizona rocks shows I attended every winter. It wasn’t long before I got to the point where I wanted to sell what I made. The best way to sell art is either in a shop or at an art show. I didn’t have (or want) a shop so I started hunting down shows.

Art Show Tests

Art shows can be juried or non-juried. A juried art show is one where you need to provide details, samples, and/or photos of your work and the process of making it. A panel of people who are supposed to know what they’re doing and seeing judge whether your work is good enough for their show.

In general, artists want to be in a juried show because they will be among other artists who have passed the same test. Quality work means a quality show which also means buyers who are interested in quality work. It also makes a level playing field for the artists who participate.

One of the things art shows ask about when you apply is what percentage of your work contains manufactured items. For example, for jewelry you might use manufactured ear wires (for earrings), clasps (for bracelets and necklaces), jump rings, head pins, and bezel settings. But you might also buy manufactured stylistic components, like shapes, charms, rings, and mounted stones. A good art show wants your work to be mostly handmade — meaning that you got the raw materials and made the components yourself.

I can make ear wires, jump rings, head pins, and large (over 10 mm) bezel settings these days, but I won’t (or maybe can’t) make the kind of good, reliable clasps I want to secure my bracelets and necklaces on the wearer or the teeny-tiny bezel settings I need to set tiny stones. And although I do have the equipment and skills to polish rocks into the cabochons I use in my jewelry, that would make me a lapidary in addition to being a silversmith, and I’ve decided I don’t want to go there. (Fortunately, that isn’t expected.)

Each art show has its own standards, but the more handmade an item is, the more likely the work will get approved for a quality show.

(Of course, the actual artistic quality of the work is also considered. You can be an incredibly skilled artist but if your work looks like it was made by a kindergartener who’d been drinking espresso, you probably won’t get far. But that’s a whole other topic for discussion elsewhere.)

Unfortunately, not everyone is honest about how they make their “artisan” goods. People lie on applications. Sometimes they buy “handmade” items from overseas and try to pass it off as their own. Other times, they buy manufactured items and assemble them and pass off the results as handmade.

Assemblers are Not Artisans

The assemblers bother me a lot. Let’s take a look at this.

Gullaberg Dresser from IKEA
Here’s the Gullaberg dresser from IKEA. It won’t look like this when you buy it.

Say you go to IKEA and you buy a dresser. It comes in a flat box with instructions in an often-mocked format. You open the box and remove all the pieces, including laminated wood panels, drawer sliders, hardware, and maybe even a few primitive tools that you supplement with your own tools. You decipher the instructions and you assemble the parts into a dresser. Would you then tell someone you made that dresser? Would you bring it to an art show and try pass it off as a handmade item?

Of course not. (At least I hope not.)

So tell me this: what’s the difference between doing that and buying a bunch of manufactured jewelry components and putting them together into a piece of jewelry? Could you tell someone you made that jewelry? Can you bring it to an art show and try to pass it off as a handmade item?

Well, some people do.

The only distinction I see here is that the IKEA furniture comes with instructions and if you don’t put it together the right way, you won’t have the dresser in the picture. Or maybe any dresser or usable piece of furniture at all. If you assemble manufactured jewelry parts, you have more creative freedom. But that still doesn’t mean you made the jewelry. It means you assembled it.

Like that IKEA dresser.

Making the Parts

Step-by-Step, with Photos

A little side note here. If you follow my Mastodon account (@mlanger@mastrodon.world) and you pay attention on one of my jewelry shop days, you’ll likely see at least one thread where I discuss and illustrate the various steps for making a piece of jewelry. I do this because it interests some people and because I want people to understand the amount of work and often highly specialized tools that are required to make the jewelry I make.

Forgive me for using jewelry as an example, but that’s what I know best. So let me tell you a little bit about what goes into making the parts of a piece of jewelry.

I’ll start with something simple: an ear wire. An ear wire is the part of an earring that attaches a hanging earring to your ear. It does this by going through a piercing on your ear.

The first step is getting the raw material, which is wire. I need to know what kind of wire to get. While it’s true that I can buy stainless steel wire, which is cheap and will do the job, some folks are allergic to stainless steel — including me — so it’s an irritant for an ear piercing. There’s also silver plated, which is cheaper than sterling, sterling silver, or fine silver. Fine silver doesn’t tarnish as quickly as sterling but it’s expensive and soft so it will require extra work to harden. There’s also gold and white gold and rose gold and gold filled at different quality points. And platinum. And titanium. And copper and nickel and brass. A lot of choices! I have to know which one to buy to compromise between price and quality and help me achieve the artistic aesthetic I want.

Wire Selector
My jewelry supplier now has this handy wire selector to help you find the wire you want. The trick is, you have to know which wire you want first.

I also need to know how thick that wire needs to be. Too thick and it will be too thick to comfortably go through an ear piercing. Too thin and it’ll bend when it’s put on or in use. And the hardness is important, too.

So far, these are all decisions. I haven’t actually made anything yet.

Plato Cutters
Yes, it’s true. My favorite jewelry making wire cutters are actually made for the electronics industry.

So I buy the wire. It’ll either arrive in a coil or on a spool depending on how thick it is. I have to cut off the length I need for the ear wire. The length depends on the style I want for the ear wire. That’s where the creative process comes in. I have to have a design for the ear wire that not only meets my artistic needs, but functions as an ear wire.

Bail Forming Pliers
This is my go-to tool for making ear wires. I rarely use them for making bails.

With the design in mind, I cut off the length of wire I need. I then get out my forming tools — usually a bail-making pliers — and shape the wire into the ear wire shape I need. Sometimes I include decorative elements, like beads, which need to be added before the ear wire is complete.

Does the wire need to be hardened? If it’s a soft wire, it will need me to perform additional steps which could include hammering or tumbling to prevent the wire from accidentally bending in use after it has attached to make the final earring.

Now this is just an ear wire, which is one of the three simplest components I can make. (The others are head pins and jump rings.) It’s easy to make and I’ve made hundreds of them at this point. Would it be easier to buy them pre-made? Sure! In fact, I used to do just that. But then I realized that the more manufactured components I had in my jewelry, the more I looked like an assembler instead of a maker. And the more art show juries thought the same way.

Earrings
These earrings have just three components each, but I use a variety of tools and techniques to make them.

And I need to point out here that the ear wire is only part of an earring. The photo here shows an example of a pair of earrings I designed and make entirely from sterling silver wire and sheet. Each earring has three components, each of which required cutting, shaping, texturing, and polishing using a wide variety of tools and techniques. I make these in batches, completing a batch of each component at a time, and can spend an entire day making just eight pairs. Figure an hour per pair on average.

Assembly is Quick

It’s not the assembly that takes all day. That takes minutes. It the manufacturing of each individual component that takes so much time. And I hand-make each component so it looks exactly the way my design — a function of my own creativity — needs it to look.

It Takes Years

My friend Janet LeRoy is an artist who has been making a living for more than 40 years painting mostly wildlife on mostly feathers. She does a lot of art shows ranging from crappy shows not much better than glorified flea markets (mostly for convenience; long story there) to extremely high end fine art shows in Scottsdale, Jackson Hole, and beyond.

One of the questions she gets a lot is “How long did it take you to paint this?” Her response these days: “40 years.” Every single thing an artist creates is the end result of the amount of time she has been working on her art, developing her style and techniques. Keep that in mind the next time you look at original art.

So yeah: I get pissed off when I’m put into an “artisan” fair among assemblers. It took me an hour working with tools I bought using skills I developed through training and practice and using quality materials like sterling silver and onyx beads to make one pair of these earrings. So yes, I have to charge $44/pair. Meanwhile, three booths down, an assembler who bought stainless steel and chrome-plated components made in a Chinese factory spent 5 minutes putting them together with a pair of pliers can charge just $15/pair.

A buyer might not see the difference. It’s a pair of earrings! It’s silvery and shiny! Why should I buy the $44 pair when I can buy the $15 pair? They don’t care if the finish starts flaking off in a few weeks or if the ear wire makes their piercing turn red or get itchy. They’ll eventually just throw them out. $15! Who cares?

At this point, I’m starting to wonder why I should keep making the $44 pairs of earrings.

My Most Recent Unpleasant Experience

I participated in a Holiday Artisan Fair yesterday at Wenatchee’s Pybus Market and walked away feeling angry and frustrated.

Pybus was the first place I sold my jewelry, back when I only had an inventory of about 10 pieces. I was only doing wire framed cabochon pendants in those days. (Wire work is generally frowned upon by art show juries — which is why I pretty much stopped doing it — but my work isn’t the typical “wire wrapping” you see in new age crystal shops. It still sells in certain markets, but I can do a lot better.) On some weekends, there were a lot of really crappy vendors at the day tables there, selling a mixture of amateurish “granny crafts,” assembled manufactured components, and obvious buy-sell merchandise. I didn’t care much because my work really stood out in that crowd and I was able to make the sales I needed.

I stepped away from Pybus for a few reasons, not the least of which was a management change and what I saw as unfair treatment of some artists. (They definitely had their favorites and I was not among them.) Around the same time I found other venues where my work was more appreciated and sold a lot better. Instead of making a few hundred dollars in a weekend, I could bring home a few thousand. Between that and selling my work in galleries and gift shops, I no longer needed to do small shows with questionable jury practices.

Fast-forward to this autumn. After nearly two years of full-time travel, I found myself back home and ready to start selling at art shows again. But I goofed! I should have applied in spring and summer for the autumn and winter shows. I totally missed my opportunity and had no shows lined up for the holiday shopping season.

Why not try Pybus? a fellow artist who used to sell there suggested. Okay, I thought. Why not? It had been more than four years. Surely management had changed. I got on their website and applied, very happy to see how concerned they seemed to be about items being handmade. They even wanted to know where we sourced our materials. This was promising.

After some email tag with no response from the folks running the day tables there, I started thinking it was a bad idea. I told them to cancel my application.

By some miracle, they not only responded, but offered me a spot at the two upcoming Holiday Fairs. While this should have thrown up all kinds of red flags — what kind of holiday fair has openings the day before it starts? — I decided to give one day a try. They tried to get me to sign up for the second fair in December, but I told them I needed to try the first fair first.

It’s a good thing I did. They put me in a back room that few shoppers visited and surrounded me mostly with assemblers, most of whom put very little effort into their booth display. The one across from me bothered me most: all of her stuff was buy-sell with the exception of laser-cut wood items she claimed to make at home. I know that kind of work. Put a piece of wood in your cutter, push a few buttons on your computer, and go get a cup of coffee while it makes “art” you downloaded from the laser cutter company. The “Custom Hat Bar” really bugged me: take a manufactured hat, iron on a manufactured patch and you’ve got a $35 piece of assembled crap.

Junk for Sale
The person across from me threw a black sheet over her table, letting it fall where it may on the floor, and just stacked up her items for sale. This was not uncommon in the back room they stuck me in.

My Booth
Meanwhile, my tables featured fitted table covers, seasonal runners, and custom displays.

Next to me was a woman selling stickers and plastic cups with decals on them. Just about everything in her booth was buy-sell with little or no effort on her part. The woman on the other side of me made artwork with real butterflies, but on seeing all the buy-sell crap around us, told me that next time she was going to bring the used books she’d bought for resale. Her idea of “handmade” was taking scrap paper, laminating it, and hanging a tassel on it to make a bookmark. When she told me all this, I wanted to suggest that she have a garage sale.

And there I was, the sucker selling handmade silver and gemstone jewelry. Or trying to. I didn’t make my first sale until 12:30 PM and, by the time I started packing up at 2 PM, I’d taken in just enough to cover my booth fee.

Lesson learned. I won’t be back.

I’m Tired of Selling with Assemblers and Buy-Sell “Artisans”

My friend Janet keeps telling me that I should just do the high end fine art shows. She says I’m ready for them, that my work is ready. I’ve always hesitated, worried that the high booth fees would make it impossible for me to turn a profit. But now I’m not so sure. I think that if I focus on taking all of my work up to the next level and leave the mass market appeal stuff behind, I have a chance of making that work for me. I have six months to maybe next winter I’ll go back on the road and start doing the good shows in Arizona and California.

The snow that’s falling outside as I type this now makes that very appealing.

Taking Notes … in Scrivener

I get tired of looking up the same things up over and over again and do something about it — with a software tool that I already have.

My memory for little facts and figures is something I can neither understand or explain. I can tell you the phone number for the house I grew up in (and left in 1977), as well as phone numbers for my grandparents’ homes and even my aunt — all of whom have been dead for more than 20 years now. (Heck, my dad’s parents died in the 1980s!) But, for the life of me, I can’t remember the pixel dimensions of a YouTube video thumbnail, which is a piece of information I need every time I publish a video on YouTube.

Little things like this haunt me. I found myself looking up the same information, over and over. It was a frustrating waste of time, especially when I didn’t have a way to look it up. In case you’re wondering, the Internet isn’t always available when you’re on a boat in a remote area of British Columbia. (And yes, I’d have a Starlink by now if I did’t think Elon Musk was such a shithead. By I digress and I definitely don’t want to discuss the Space Karen here.)

So I started taking notes.

It didn’t go very well. The problem is, I took notes on paper. Notebook paper, usually. But I didn’t always take notes in the same notebook and I’d sometimes misplace notebooks with notes. And I travel a lot and usually forget to take the notebooks with me. So I start new notebooks. And even if I did stick with a notebook for more than a week, the notes weren’t organized in any way. It was just a mess.

And then I thought about my To Do software, which exists on my computer, my phone, and my tablet. I can add an item to my to do list or consult the list or check off a completed item pretty much anywhere I was because I always had at least one of those devices at hand. The app on each device shared the same databases and automatically synced. Clearly, I needed something like that for note-taking.

I know Apple has a Notes app, but I’ve never been able to get it to sync between all my Apple devices. But there was one app I already had on all the devices and it was already sharing one database: Scrivener.

Scrivener is supposed to be a writing app. People on social media who write books (or want to write books) rave about it. They rave so loud and frequently, that I’ve tried using it to write books. I’ve tried at least three times with three different versions of the app. And I’ve failed as many times as I’ve tried.

The trouble is, I’ve been using Microsoft Word since 1989. I have written all kinds of things with it, including entire books and the scripts for video courses about it. I know Word (and Excel, for that matter) better than almost any other software I use. Scrivener does things Scrivener’s way. I do thing Word’s way. I just couldn’t be bothered learning enough about Scrivener’s way to use Scrivener to write books. Why learn to use a new tool when the old tool is working fine?

I could, however, use it to take notes.

My memory issue extends to the work I do as a silversmith. When I make items such as earrings and bracelets for sale, I need to have consistency in the way they are produced. I don’t make one of each earring design. I make dozens. And I don’t make them all the same day. The only way to ensure that I was making them the same way every time I made a batch — given my crappy memory for details — was to create what I called a “Recipe Book” for my jewelry.

Years ago, I created a Scrivener file, which lives in a Dropbox folder. (Dropbox is a cloud computing storage service where I put things I want to be able to access from all of my devices.) The Mac OS and iOS versions of Scrivener all have access to this file. I created folders for the type of item, such as Findings, Earrings, Bracelets. And then subfolders inside each of those folders such as the Sheet Metal, Wire Earrings, and Bead Earrings folders inside the Earrings folder. And then actual pages inside the appropriate folder. Each page listed the “ingredients” — materials, supplies, and tools — and steps for making one specific item.

Jewelry Recipes Example
Here’s one of the pages in my Jewelry Recipes file, which has expanded over the years to include descriptions of the stones I use in my work as well as boilerplate text I use in online shop listings.

This works like a charm, provided that I create page for each item. For example, my Split Bar Dangle earrings page describes the earrings, shows a picture of them, and lists all the materials, supplies, and tools I need to make them. That’s how I know that I need 3 inches of 1/4 inch wide 24 or 26 gauge fine silver bezel wire (among other things) for each pair. I don’t have to guess what I used last time I made them or measure a pair I might still have in inventory. I have the recipe and I can follow it, step by step, with the same ingredients.

What if I created another file that just had miscellaneous notes in it? Organized onto pages and maybe with folders to keep things easy to find?

It seemed like a no-brainer, so that’s what I did.

This is a life-changing (for me) productivity hack. Not only am I using it to note down the dumb things I find myself looking up online (and elsewhere) over and over again, but I’ve also begun using it as a place to keep notes for projects I’m working on.

For example, I’m currently preparing to get my boat on a charter program next season and I need to take care of some upgrades. As I do research and get answers from knowledgeable people on the TugNuts forums and elsewhere, I copy and paste the info into a page in my Notebook. When I need the info, it’s right there.

Notebook page example
Here’s my note page for the upgrades I need to complete on my boat this winter. Everything is right where I need it.

So sure, Scrivener might be “the go-to app for writers of all kinds, used every day by best-selling novelists, screenwriters, non-fiction writers, students, academics, lawyers, journalists, translators and more.” (Per Literature and Latte’s marketing material for Scrivener. But it also makes a damn good notebook app, keeping your data anywhere you need it.

Now if only I could stop buying empty notebooks…