The Life and Times of the Plume — Page 190

Small Bodies Ring

[A whole lot of sensual sterling, smooth and lightly burnished. Perfect for a woman who claims TOUCH as her primary love language.]

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It’s strange.

How I work best is strange.

When I set about making this ring, I didn’t think about the design, sketch ideas, or map out a plan.

I didn’t make a template of any sort for the face of this ring.

I didn’t take measurements.

I simply, and quite randomly, went about constructing.

I sat down at my bench,

reached for a sheet of sterling

and sawed into it

(I know that’s a crazy thing to do what with current metal prices, but sometimes I just can’t help myself).

I sawed an organic circle sort of shape.

I smoothed the edges and then raised the metal

before sinking it and putting everything together.

I didn’t particularly think about the process.

I was fully present for each step of the construction of this piece.

This is my favorite way to work.

I love feeling lost in the moment of my craft, swimmingly at sea with silver.

I prefer a natural dialogue between me and the medium.

I don’t like to pry. I like an easy flow.

The rapport is sweet.

The result is even sweeter.

There’s some language of balance, some understanding of metal that speaks louder than all,

some dialect of design that conquers my studio space,

and I’m just a mad hatter adrift on whimsy,

a white feather on the wind…

I work it until my eyes like it.

Simply put.

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It was a good day here.

This morning, I took a moment to lay my burdens down while sipping coffee on the big rock by the peach tree.

The result was a sort of purity and freedom in a creative space I have been avoiding.

In the blue light, in the youth of day, there’s so much grace,

I can’t help but pray.

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Over the weekend, I came across this wonderful quote.

Do these words resonate with you?

I design jewelry mostly for women. My motto is “from having to being.” Women today no longer want jewellery to show what they have, to show their status, but to show who they are, their essence.

[Jutta Munsteiner]

Do tell, what is your essence?

Mine is:

Wheat stalks, canola fields, alpine lake, geranium,

rainbow trout,

wild roses, delphiniums, ginger root, white, caribou tuft, sarsaparilla,

pick-up truck, quarter horse, silk,

antique camera, stained glass, leather bound, river water,

barefoot, goose down, pussy willow,

amethyst, snow,

skinny dipping, long sleeves, Chopin, blue grouse, spruce trees,

roasted beets, licorice, gosling, train tracks, aspen grove,

one room cabin, watercolor, VW bus, cowboy boots, rust…

https://www.thenoisyplume.com/blog/2011/08/15/1072/