The First Fruits

The Love Cuff.
Featuring a slice of green chrysoprase set in rusticated sterling silver and sealed with my maker’s mark.  It slides freely along a handcrafted leather cuff that has been antiqued a fair weather blue and embossed with the word LOVE.
Built for a 6 inch wrist.
The Hope Cuff.
This leather cuff bears the word HOPE and hosts another slice of chrysoprase set in rusticated sterling silver.  My maker’s mark is tethered to it.  It’s meant for a six inch wrist.

Both pieces are one of a kind and manage to represent, 
so well,
this moment in my life.
May they go to the ladies who need them most!
xx

:::EDIT:::
Wowwee.
Thanks so much for your support today,
wonderful women of the world.
You maybe know how this feels, but whenever I take a holiday and disappear for nearly an entire month, there’s always this little unfounded fear that you’ll have disappeared from my life and my world by the time I get back.  It’s always so good to see your bright and shining faces again.  Thanks for loving the leather.  It loves you back.
xx

Under the Sun


Standing tall under the sun.
Seeking out the light.
Singing to those last strains of sunset as they fall 
over the edge of the West Bench.
Looking to the hills (where does my help come from).
Knowing I will be sustained.
Knowing I am not meant to carry more than I can bear.
Finding gladness in the cascade of beauty around me.
I will not be moved.

One of a kind.
Hollow formed sterling & citrine.
Made for a woman who needs to feel bound in peace.
Maybe, made for a woman like me…

Thursday comes in with a steady blue sky here.
The sun rolls away all the clouds.
I’m barefoot in the grass with the tulips resting their nodding heads against my knees.
Have a beautiful Thursday, my friends.
May there be peace in your hearts.

Love,
Quilianna

New Baubles and a Tragic Tale


Good Monday to you, sweet neighbors!
I’m doing a shop update today and these are my offerings!
All of these pieces will fall into the Etsy shop like rainy smatterings throughout the day since I have to work around a handful of appointments in town.  Your patience is appreciated, as always!

In other news:
Send me happy thoughts today,
I fear that tragedy has descended upon Plume Gables
and I’m a rather sad to announce that my beloved Vesper, with her curly feathered cheeks,
has gone to chicken heaven.
Poor Judith is so terribly lonesome.
Oh woe is me.

xx
*sniff sniff*
The Saddened Plume

Update-alicious

Alleluia Necklace – Rosebud and Cottonwood Fluff
sterling, pearl, 14 karat gold, silk, coral

Alleluia Necklace – Plume
sterling, coral, silk, pearl

tourmalinated quartz & sterling

Specimen Earrings
sterling

Cotyledon Earrings
blister pearl & sterling

Cotyledon Necklace
sterling & tourmalinated quartz


Seed Necklace
sterling & enamel

Cotyledon Necklace
coral, sterling & lemon quartz

I’m taking a lazy tour up Mink Creek in Talulah with my Olivetti this afternoon but I’ll be home this evening and will be listing these pieces around 8PM MST.

I hope you all had a fantastic weekend!
xx

Bird Seed

And also from the seed series,

a bird seed!

[100% sterling construction, 14 karat gold, enameled seed constructed by me and fired by me in my kiln:::i love being able to say that something is 100% handcrafted by me]

This little enameled seed managed to grow a delicate vine and then a patchwork bird with a golden wingtip.

Today I set out to continue work on the seed series and a magnificent whim or two carried me in beautiful new directions. One result is this necklace. The other results are half finished on my studio workbench.

One of the best things about my job is for the most part, I always feel free to follow those whims. They can be trusted in and they nearly always lead me into delightful new territory where the sun shines just so and the dapples on the forest floor light up the shadowed spaces with a kind of persuasion that falls outside the wavy boundaries of my naturalist vocabulary. Of course, I add the knew knowledge to the fecund foundations of my right lobe, I sketch a quick mental picture in my bulging hippocampus and if I’m especially moved, I translate the experience into metal.

I suppose that’s the point of all of this.

Translating.
I want to break those experiences down and share the vocabulary I’ve collected.
If I do the job well, there will be an organic verve to the finished product. You’ll be able to tell I gleaned the concept from the cheat grasses, the underside of rocks, the sound of birds on the wing. And then, if the translation pricks something in your heart and mind and soul, you’ll claim it as your own and carry that translation around on your body. You’ll interact with me in this way. You’ll take something that is mine and adopt it as your own. And some day when you give that piece of us to a daughter or niece or sister or friend, she’ll carry us both and the translation and definition of a design inspired by the natural world.
Piece of me.
You.
The world around us.
Emotions, lessons, frail beauty, strong winds: tethered tight to constructions of metal and stone.

Art is tremendously interesting, in this way.
In fact, I’m fascinated by the thought of how connected I am to you because of what parts of me you carry with you. Do you ever think of that? I do. When I’m swinging a hammer I can’t help but wonder who will carry the newest piece of me and how the experience will translate when carried by someone new.

This is a seed.

These are all seeds.
I’m glad to watch them grow.
xx