Sometimes it gets boring building something that is a ‘classic’. But the challenge I think is this: how do I make this what it should be, and what defies?
Can you see the white in the cornflower blue? and the blue in the near flawless moonstones? The idea of working the silk in natural stones to the innate contrast between them.
This is a strange, big ring. There are no central stones, just the window you keep checking to see what lies beyond.
If only there was a thing that could remind you to see
Light wherever you suppose
This thing could remind you too
To arrange your expectations
With colors you cannot change.
But you keep probing just the same
Because the window of the eye
Looks into the rose garden of the heart
Letters forwarded and forward.
July 2021
The emerald is 15ct. The pendant has two faces. It will never be ordinary.
Did I say fire?
Did I say precious?
We plunged into making
Using the silliness of creation
Now I realise
The meaning of nature
Closer to something,
Something.