My jewelry informs my life and guides me to the next adventure. My job is to allow the pieces to tell their unique story. I’m a steward of sorts and can’t think of a better job. There’s nothing I’d rather be doing. I am so blessed.
I have lived on four continents and absorbed the colors, textures, patterns, rhythms, and aesthetics of each. I’ve developed relationships all over the world; other cultures, varied nationalities. I’ve come to value the rich histories and beauties particular to ethnic fashions.
The materials I find speak to me – they are my muse, my inspiration; they give me a story I can tell through the design of each piece. When I travel, nothing comes home in my suitcase that I don’t absolutely love. I allow each piece to speak to me on the road as well as back home in the studio. There are times I find an absolutely fascinating object which simply doesn’t go with anything. Years later, by seeming random chance, the perfect complement arrives to complete something totally unique and rich with character.
In the solitary peace of my workspace, I’m really never alone: the components themselves guide me in the creation of each finished piece of jewelry. My work has been my best teacher. I’ve learned to never take a reaction personally. I don’t create to fill a predictable niche in the world.
I am not a purist – I love mixing different eras, different cultures, and seemingly disparate materials to create unified pieces – pieces that become beautiful artifacts in their own right.