Wearing Jewelry is an honor. It is an object, often passed on or purchased as a gift from one person to another. Its purpose; to convey meaning and emotion. Jewelry can show what words cannot display and is intended to last, as moments inevitably fade.
Jewelry is Art; created from nothing more than inspiration, materials, tools and the gift of the human hand. As these objects travel through the world, adorning the bodies of their carriers, they become sentimentally invaluable passengers on limitless journeys.
The Silver Native American Turquoise and Coral Ring was given to me when I was in my early 20’s by my grandmother, who purchased it sometime in the 50’s “out West”. She can’t remember where exactly or from who, but she always wore it until her fingers had become too swollen over time. The Silver ID Bracelet, inscribed with the name “BOB” was given to my father as a teenager. I now wear it everyday. The Floral Broach, once a decorative button on a horses bridal, was the first gift my grandfather ever gave to my grandmother in their 63 years of marriage.