Tooaquarius has been my craft show and online selling project for around 15 years. Just about 4 years ago I lucked into a physical space to sell my (and other’s!) work from. Three years ago, we moved into the building we’re in now and I officially moved the Tooaquarius studio out of my fairly great basement space to the very awesome space in the old industrial building we’re in now. Field and Fable is what I call my brick and mortar store and my clay studio is tucked into what used to be the parts room of a small engine shop.
It’s an ideal sort of space. There’s tons of storage, space for classes, plain cement floors and great windows in the show room. Because we own it, I can switch things around, put holes in the wall and paint whatever I feel like.
The headline is shamelessly misleading. Away from the polymer clay and crafting world I try to work on other skills. Sometimes my crafty life seeps into everything but sometimes I tackle a whole new project. That would be the amateur radio thing.
My partner got his ham radio license a few years ago and spends time with the local club as well as teaching youth about it at yearly events. I finally decided to catch up and get one too. This involves reading through the handbook and taking a multiple choice exam. In my case, I’m lucky in that there’s a local instructor to help march us through the material and also demonstrate some of the more practical parts.
Ham or amateur radio is the non-commercial use of radio frequencies for everything from news to search and rescue to social interaction. Radio is still a super important part of communications as it’s used where more current tech can’t reach or where it would be prohibitively expensive. I live in semi-rural Canada where there is broadband internet… sort of. There just isn’t the population base here for commercial installers to wire up the larger parts of empty prairie and foothills for real coverage.
Wish me luck! In a few weeks I’ll be VA5 or VE5 something if you happen to be a ham.
If you ever wondered why there were so many black cats, I found out that black cats are the patterning result of a mixed bag of genetics. In Seven’s case, her mum is a Siamese and the father one of the local toms. Seven is blessed with the friendly, yowly temperament of our previous Siamese cat and in our house she’s the Alpha cat. She gets first choice of all boxes and would, if she could, sit in all of them at once.