Travel snapshots from Jamaica & Grand Cayman. We wandered the streets for some time looking for quiet, restful spots. I am excited by the pops of red and blue in a few of these photos.
My dear friend was married last weekend at the Historical House in Grant, FL. The charming setting coupled with the river air and children's book reading made for a ceremony so perfectly suited to the pair. The backyard reception was a banquet for the eyes (and tummy) with handmade elements strung overhead and decorating every surface, a tasty fall menu and homemade pies. Here's to you, Shannon & Zachary!
I've been looking for ways to elevate my jewelry making process beyond simply assembling old brass bits and modern components. Working with clay brings me back to my childhood helping my mother with her clay sculptures. My brother and I would help her prep clay panels, and more recently, I assisted her with a few relief sculptures.
My new work draws inspiration from textures from my home - the dried flowers, chippy paint and concrete in soft whites and greys. I am still imagining ways to dip dye or paint the clay. I'm excited by this new way of working, and look forward to sharing more in the next few weeks!
Thank you to the extraordinarily beautiful Lorraine Medina
My childhood friend Lydia is in the process of campaigning to raise the money needed to make her movie, Sunny Lane. Based on Lydia's life history, Sunny Lane follows two cousins, Eden and Izzie, as they navigate the foster care system while planning their initial escape. A shared diary chronicles their adventures, exposing violence and neglect. Told with child-like playfulness and whimsey, theirs is a story of hope and perseverance in the face of incomprehensible abuse. You can follow Eden and Izzie's diary online.I am so moved by Lydia's advocation on behalf of foster children - she is so open and generous with her encouragement and support. If you feel compelled to act, you can donate on the film's website or on the Indiegogo campaign site.
I've been looking quite some time for a ring to replace the antique pearl my mother gave me when I was 15. Certain rings, to me, are more than decorative. I like to think they're containers. Containers for energy, for memories, for fears. Just like programming a gemstone or mineral, I tend to assign a certain thought pattern or affirmation to the ring I wear daily. Touching it or spinning it throughout the day triggers a certain response. My pearl carried me through my teens and into my late twenties, signifying a certain anxiety of growing up along with the wonder of not knowing. This Odette NY ring, I hope, will come to capture my thirties. It's the perfect daily accessory. Cast in bronze from eucalyptus pods, this ring is inspired by forest walks, by wandering and discovery.