I listen and observe when artisans speak about the tools in their hands. Passion infects the speech. The tool is clearly an extension of the hand.
The hair stylist demonstrated scissors that rotate with her hand, reducing the chances of injury. The gardener quickly cut tree branches with a lopper that has gears, not a spring. He proudly explains it was a gift from his brother. “Best gift, ever,” he declares.
My friend watches me snip around the appliqué shapes. “Aren’t you afraid you will cut those threads?” I hold up these scissors and smile, “Expertise, and good tools.”