I think if there is a profession in the world that requires patience, making miniatures is probably in the top ten. And I have so much patience! I wanted a delicate meat fork for this scene. So I took some beach rod and a steel rod, and set off to work. After some hammering and way more grinding and sanding I managed to make the fork head. The last step was clipping it off of the steel rod. And yes, on clipping it flied away somewhere in my workroom. But as I mentioned I have patience and I'm calm, too, so without even blinking I started to make another one. There was no way I could have found the first piece in the chaos surrounding me. After all, I need the practice. And the second one really took me less time to fabricate.
I owe an apologize to one of my reader (or maybe not only one), who was shocked by my theme of gutted salmons. It really didn't was my intention to upset somebody by showing the dying or suffering of an animal. But I'm an original cottage girl, and I know all the real steps you need to go through, if you would like to serve a meat onto your table. And to kill an animal is the first step of them. It's not nice, but necessery. And it's my artistic freedom to choose even such a terrible part of life to picture. I'm so sorry, if I disappointed anyone with that.