The Bench Is Closing. The Copper Goes Free.
Forty years of hammering gave my hands their ache, and now the ache is taking the hammer back. I will not sell my last pieces. I am giving them away. If I could pay your shipping too, I would. My labour was always free, the courier's never was. The copper is my gift. The postage is the only thing I must ask of you. - Vera
I start with plain copper and do the rest by hand: cutting, hammering, polishing. Slow work, and worth every hour.
Solid copper and nothing else.
The plain truth about the shipping: it is the only thing you pay, and it is the real kind, insured, tracked and hand-packed. It costs more than cheap unprotected mail, because I will not send my life’s work unprotected. Everything else on this page is $0.00. Today only.





