New Offerings

I have a little shop update for you tomorrow — November 18th @ 5PM MST — it’s not a huge deal, just a few earring batches and some necklaces but the stones I employed felt so right and good and true as I worked with them: rose quartz bullets, sapphires, prehnite, opal, tourmaline and variscite. Lovely stuff. All of it. Sometimes I wonder if the gems I’m working with and touching all day long affect my mood. I’ve needed to feel grounded, energetic, beautiful, appreciated and supported these past couple of weeks and those earthy opal beads and rose quartz pieces really were great stones to work with in that time.

I also brought back my wolf and full moon earrings I debuted last winter. Honestly, I just wanted a pair for myself and then I threw myself, rump-over-tea-kettle, into making a batch for you so now there’s ten pairs looking for good homes and one set I’m going to give away over on my Instagram account tomorrow. I always get a little carried away…I don’t think it’s a bad thing. On the contrary, I feel so grateful I can fall into my work like this, again and again, even after sixteen years at the bench.

I hope you’ll pop by my shop tomorrow and peruse my offerings. Thank you kindly for your support this fall.

Pilgrim Necklace

I wanted to say a few words about this necklace before I release it this afternoon. It’s a design that was born from experience and intention. I walked the primitive section of the Camino de Santiago across Asturia and Galicia Spain over the span of a few weeks this past summer and it was a wonderful time.

A friend recently asked me what the pilgrimage was like and while I’m still reflecting on the experience and working on a longer form written piece for you, I briefly shared with her:

“What I enjoyed about the journey was the quiet, ancient feel of it — like God built the way with careful hands, weaving into the path thirst, hunger, quenching, satiation, sunshine, heat, shade, cold springs, steep climbs and descents, shabby meals and decadent feasts, water and wine…and I was grateful for it all and my heart found rest.”

I loved thinking about the pilgrims who had walked the way ahead of me and what might have been common between us. It was such a lovely journey and my only regret is that I was not able to linger longer in places that tugged on my spirit.

While descending from the highest pass on the primitive section of the Camino I saw a yucca patch and picked a handful of seed pods to carry along the trail and eventually home to Idaho. In this necklace design they represent the deep relationship we are intended to have with natural rhythms and nature — I don’t believe we are separate from nature, I believe we are part of it, and much of the chaos we see in the world today is due, in part, because of the separation, the divorce many of us suffer from what is natural and good and true. This yucca pod I gleaned from the Camino was taken from the highest place on the trail where the view was vast and the air was clean and the sun was hot. I’ve suspended it from ten square crosses in an attempt to create a sort of…rosary. Each square cross is a tangible object you can assign a thought, a worry, a prayer, a person to. They are intended to focus your mind when it needs focusing — to help you go deeper into thought and devotion and prayer.

Whether you are a praying person or not, I intended this piece to be imbued with some of the peace and joy I found on the Camino de Santiago this past summer as I walked, day after day, step after step, across Northern Spain on the ancient Catholic pilgrimage that has led so many people home to love, healing, faith and a sense of belonging to nature.

Buen Camino. Dios te guarde.

Love,

Jillian

I had so much fun making these lovely things. I’m in computer mode here which is entirely exhausting but I can’t wait to complete this shop update tomorrow afternoon and get right back to work in my studio. These pieces and a few others will be available tomorrow at 3PM MST. Thank you kindly for your interest!

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Howdy! I’m stocking my shop shelves with new work on
November 4th @ 3PM MST. I hoped to have more pieces ready for you but we’ve had countless life interruptions here over the past few weeks and because of those interruptions I’ve been struggling to complete some of the projects I have going on my studio benches. My apologies. The other designs I’m working on will be finished in due time and will be available at the end of the month.

Please note: I will be downshifting my studio productivity towards the end of November as I’m starting to be quite pregnant with a wee critter that is due at the end of December. I’m feeling great and am so thankful for all the ways you have supported me as an artist, supported my little family, and supported our little farm over the past year. You’re amazing and we’re grateful we get to share this beautiful world with you.

See you at the shop on the 4th!

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Heart of October

I was out wandering last night and I found myself thinking about the seasons and how beautiful October is, draped and drenched in endless gold and yellow. The steppe holds a gentle warmth, an openhanded kindness as the nights grow longer and darker and colder. Each afternoon shines down like a gift on my bare arms and uncovered face. Summer has passed and I do not miss it, I am ready for the season I am in. I am attentive and shifting gears.

I find I’m always ready for the change of seasons. I wondered about that for a while as I walked through the sagebrush last night. I often hear people say they have one season they prefer most and I genuinely don’t prefer one over the others. I adore all four seasons for exactly what they are and what they bring to my life. Some folks hate to be hot or cold or raked over by gale force winds or given the task of shoveling the driveway or warming up or cooling down the car — I accept and even anticipate the duties that come with the seasons. I wonder if there’s a season we don’t enjoy it’s because we have removed ourselves from the rhythm of it? I think the closer we live in league with what the seasons offer us, even the discomforts they provide, the greater our ability to appreciate and even love the uniqueness of each season.

When the garden freezes and the garlic is planted, we rejoice! We’re ready for fall. When fall grows cold and dark and the days brim with inhospitable winds, we are ready for the quietude of winter and rest — we are mammals, after all. When the snow and ice melt and spring comes sneaking fuzzy-green across the steppe, I am eager to hear the first meadowlark. When the heat of summer arrives, my skin drinks the sun thirstily and I grow sleek on garden forage.

I don’t want an endless summer. My body is not equipped to entertain such a novelty, it goes against my ancestry. I want the seasons and all they bring to bear — the rhythms and structure and work and good health and beauty. Most of all, I want the liturgy each season speaks over my cells, my DNA, my soul.

The benediction, no matter the season: Go forth in peace and joy. Work hard and be human.

Amen.

October is half spent but endlessly golden. I’m here, now, living beneath the sunrises and sunsets, embracing the changes, chopping wood and carrying water.