Jewelry Update: Accepting Custom Orders

Front and back ~ fine silver necklace with drops of aquamarine, and Rumi's romantic reminder..."Beauty surrounds us." 

My jewelry endeavors have been put on hold for the moment. Relocated in August and have yet to unpack jewelry stock and supplies or set up studio space. Currently working on new designs, and please feel free to contact me with custom jewelry requests which take 4-6 weeks.

Rose Leaf

These romantic earrings were created from the impression of leaves from a miniature (dwarf) rosebush. The rosebush was a gift from my husband over the summer, and it's still sitting on my windowsill reaching up to that winter sun. These earrings are a special piece of it that I can keep close.

Dragon Skin

"My armour is like tenfold shields..." ~ Smaug the Terrible, J.R.R. Tolkein The Hobbit

Now you can have your own piece of the great dragon's armoured underbelly! This design was initially inspired by the intricate inner workings of a pocket watch (not unlike a watch Bilbo might take out of his waistcoat to determine whether it is time for tea, second breakfast, or elevenses), but textured to resemble dragon scales. Each pendant or earrings is totally unique and handcrafted from precious metal clay then torch-fired to simulate Smaug's fiery breath! 

Full Moon

This full moon pendant hangs from an oxidized sterling chain to represent its shining presence in the night sky. 

Wings

Run my dear,
from anything
that may not strengthen
your precious budding
wings.

- Hafiz

Precious metals

Happiness is a pile of cold silver. 

I spent this rainy weekend crafting jewelry and as the day fell away & I saw my fingertips tinged grey from sanding and polishing, I thought to myself "I don't breathe air anymore, just silver dust..."

Looking around at a table strewn in silver, labradorite, amazonite, herkimer diamonds and pearls, my eyes probably glittering with the shine of it all, I feel the way a dragon must feel surveying its plunder. And, after two days of shaping, texturing, firing, polishing, twisting wire, selecting stones, assembling necklaces....I would love nothing more than to stretch out, covering myself in all this beauty, and fall asleep for a hundred years.

I wish I could explain what I'm feeling ... a sort of precious, internal glow (like a little fire), nestled somewhere not in my body, but in my soul.

The Pearl

THE PEARL
A raindrop, dripping from a cloud,
was ashamed when it saw the sea.
"Who am I where there is a sea?" it said.
When it saw itself with the eye of humility,
A shell nurtured it in its embrace.

Idries Shah, Way of the Sufi