Constellation

As I gain perspective, life feels less like endless possibility and more like a constellation, drawn by the people and things around me.

I’m learning to look more closely, to cherish what has been here all along. Even an object, seen with care, awakens in my heart. And people too: I see how unique they are and think: wow, I get to be with them!

Constellation Ring.
Handmade with lapis lazuli and recycled sterling silver.


Substance

An old idea, with more weight.

Substance Ring.
Handmade with tourmaline quartz and recycled sterling silver.


Gemmy (for Jenny)

If my seven year old self designed a ring, this would be it: gemmy, underwatery, queeny, superpowery.

Gemmy Ring.
Handmade with fluorite and recycled sterling silver.

Life Cycles

Life is about being and becoming.
— Carl Rogers

Life Cycles Ring.
Handmade with chalcedony and recycled sterling silver.


Cosmic Whisper

I’m mesmerized by Instagram accounts where people wade through rivers and streams, fishing out treasures from the past: old glass bottles, Roman coins, porcelain doll heads, Victorian brooches.

When we were little, my sister and I would spend hours in the black lava sand dunes outside our house, searching for pre-Columbian shards and figurines. Each discovery felt like a secret message: we were here, we loved, we cried, we lived.

To hold what someone once held is to hear their whisper across time: you are not the first, and you will not be the last.

Cosmic Whisper Ring.
Handmade with amethyst and recycled sterling silver.


Gospel IV

Who tells a finer tale than any of us. Silence does.
— Isak Dinesen

Gospel of Silence Earrings IV.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.
Tomorrow at 1 pm in my online shop.


Gospel III

Silently a flower blooms,
In silence it falls away;
Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,
The world of the flower, the whole of the world is blooming.
This is the talk of the flower, the truth of the blossom;
The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.
— Zenkei Shibayama

Gospel of Silence Earrings III.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.


Gospel II

Silence is the Sabbath of the soul. Therein we rest, and therein we hear everything.
— Marianne Williamson

Gospel of Silence II Earrings.
Aretes Evangelio del Silencio II.


Gospel

This silence, this moment, every moment, If it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need.
— Rumi

Gospel of Silence Earrings.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.


Shop Update: Treasure Map Series

The Treasure Map Series is now available in my online shop.


Treasure Map IV

Treasure Map Earrings IV.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.


Treasure Map III

Treasure Map Earrings III.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.


Treasure Map II

Treasure Map earrings II.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.


Treasure Map

I’ve had so much fun making this new series. Instead of starting with a whole idea, I made small shapes in silver, knowing I’d figure out what to make with them later.

As a kid, I’d cut out images from National Geographic magazines and then glue them back together to tell my own story. The same playfulness guided me here. I knew I wanted long earrings with lots of texture, like topographic maps pointing towards a hidden treasure.

Treasure Map Earrings.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.


Rest

I finished two rings today and managed to damage both right at the end. One got scratched when I closed the bezel, and on the other a silver ball popped off while I was setting the stone.

A clear sign I need a break.

Tomorrow I’m off on a short vacation, and when I get back my hands will be steadier.


Unscripted

This ring was born from play. I had nothing in mind when I began, letting chance shape its form. Building it felt like solving a visual puzzle, and the outcome surprised me. I hadn’t expected the circular cutouts to become such a vital part of the composition: their darkness the perfect pool from which each chiseled line emanates.

I’m taking its lesson to heart: to trust that by staying true to what feels right in each moment, the pattern of my path will reveal its own beauty.

Unscripted Ring.
Handmade with malachite and recycled sterling silver.


Barefoot

I once heard a young girl say to her friend, God, I wish I knew who I really was. Life would be so much simpler. I felt the ache in her words. I know that longing well.

After a lifetime of trying to be more palatable, adapting to others’ needs, I too have spent years just wanting to know who I am.

The only way I’ve managed is by letting everything I’m not fall away, slowly, often painfully. I’ve learned to look inward for cues: what feels right, what doesn’t…instead of molding myself after others.

The same is true when I make something with my hands. When I began this piece, I wanted it to be louder, brighter, bigger. I wanted it to impress. But it kept asking me to stay still, to become smaller, to come down to the ground.

Its energy wasn’t a spectacle. It wasn’t meant to be showy and performative. It was a dirt floor to be stepped on barefoot. A quiet thing that held my truth. Like me, it asked to be real.

So I kept it close to the flame I now protect. This small but steady sense of self I’m building. My place in the world. The only place I need.

Barefoot Ring.
Handmade with malachite and recycled sterling silver.


Memphis

This commission took many days, and at one point I wasn’t sure it would work. But I kept going, trying to capture Memphis’s spirit.Some things matter too much to walk away from, even when they’re hard. Some things matter too much to walk away from, even when they’re hard.

Christina told me Memphis was a little skittish, probably feral when he was young, and full of love. He adored dogs, survived being run over by a car, and got her through heartbreak and many losses. He was her rock. Her purring chest companion. Her loud mealtime singer.

I added a small garnet bell to his collar, to represent the love they shared.

May the strength and resilience that lived in Memphis now pass on to Christina each time she wears it.


Surrender

A friend told me recently that my life inspires her. She said she doesn’t know many women who choose to be alone—and not just survive it, but thrive in it.

I think of this bird as a symbol of that choice. Open wings. A heart like spring. Not resigned in weakness, but in strength. Not giving up, but letting go; guided not by despair, but by unconquerable hope.

Surrender Talisman.
Handmade with prehnite and recycled sterling silver.