It’s been a long time, but I’m making more sculpture to wear again… in preparation for my show in September, and in the hopes that Los Angeles will eat it up for it’s one-of-a-kind couture….

always growing.

wow, it sure does feel good to make something NEW, and on top of it all, a RING! i’ve been wanting to make more rings for a while. this came from a sketch i did last spring and never made… and it is the beginning of something… i would like to see stones like dew drops on this little lilipad, eventually. for now, it’s a bronze hammered lilipad with silver and brass pieces hammered and soldered to the top. the ring shank is sterling silver. it’s big… and i like that.

i’m posting more pictures of this in the BEYOND section..

Listening to the echo of death whip through the skeletal fingers of the trees,

The moon kisses the ice

footsteps melt the snow with Heat from too many paces forward and back

A woman worn through

weighted with the winter clouds

whose underbellies have been stained putrid orange from city lights

Bone shows through from injuriously unkempt, dervish thoughts

There is an unaccountable anguish that accompanies deception of heart,

And the prolonged resistance to commitment

innocence ravaged against a scabrous milestone

a certain kind of loss that cannot be measured

or undone

This is not one person’s pain.

And over time this is not just paroxysm or twinge

But palpable catches on the breath

Tattoos on blood cells

Muscle memory

There is an icy difference between the woman wallowing in scorn

And the woman walking barefoot in the snow,

Ruminating on the pieces that will never grow back.

For one is releasing into the cradle of hypothermia

While the other is trudging forward regardless of numbed appendages.

We caught each other’s tears today

In the basins of our beauty that remain.

It’s as if we were pouring the droplets back and forth between our hearts’ vessels

Amalgamating and recycling grief and strength

into a resplendent alloy.

We are not lost

If only we can coat ourselves in armor made of this.

The death of puerile hopes will always echo dully in our ribcages

yet we can sing replies to strengthen our resolve.

Each day it may be less work

tilling frozen soil.

Hi there, it’s been quiet around here lately, but as the holidays are here and I have lots of metal bits that need homes, ’tis the season….

Please join me for a Holiday Sale and Open Studio! Friday, December 18th, 5:30p-9:30p, at my studio in the Franklin St. Lofts @ 1800 Bryant St. My studio is the corner unit, and still has the old gallery sign above the door- this was previously “Culture Cache Gallery”. My door is the closest one to Bryant on 17th, and says “Alloy415″ on it.

There will be Sculpture, New and Old Jewelry, and wine and snacks for your pleasure. Please join me!

Tiger’s Eye, Opalite, beads and copper… Sterling silver setting with blackened patina…

This will be priced and up in the store by the weekend!

Black Onyx Drusy in a wrap-around, sleek Argentium Silver Ring.
size 7.5

I love this one so much i barely want to sell it. but the good thing is, it inspired me to make more like it. each one will be different though, depending on the stone used and the silver i have. i love that.

8 gauge Brass. can be made with silver.
6″

i love these. i wear them all the time. they flow, and they STAY in your ears. amazingly i have danced my a** off in them and they have never been lost. these are keepers.

Adventurine drops between chain and hammered charms.

14k Gold fill ear wires. 6.5″