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The suitcases are evidence that the muse has been fed. A year ago I bought some new suitcases just prior to a family trip to Tuscany. Despite my preference for black in most things of apparel (t-shirts, pants, shoes, gloves, etc.) I chose not to purchase...

On my blog and website, you will see a badge that says, "I TOOK THE HANDMADE PLEDGE/BUYHANDMADE.ORG" I first discovered the Pledge on the website of another metalsmith, checked it out, and signed myself up. So, what is it? Buy Handmade is a consortium of nine...

Because memories are valuable, and heirlooms help us keep our memories and transfer the stories to the next generations, I am honored to assist families with transferring their heirloom jewelry into the contemporary world. We are able to preserve the memories and enjoy a contemporary...

When a baby is born, we count. Ten fingers. Ten toes. All is well. At this point, no one knows what will become the function and purpose of those fingers and toes. Will those hands become the hands of a plumber? a chef? a nurse? a...

There is a wall in my home studio where I find myself displaying quotes or images that inspire me. There are words there from Louis Armstrong, Albert Einstein, Pablo Picasso, Madeleine L'Engle and my dear grandmother, to name a few. I wrote directly on...

I was not the first jeweler in my town. When I moved into my downtown studio 3 1/2 years ago as one of several resident artists in a collaborative environment, there was already a sign over the studio that read "Jeweler." The assumption was that all...

I would like to introduce you to Nancy Lee. She is my friend and former classmate at Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts in Gatlinburg, Tenn. Nancy's work is graceful and thought-provoking. She strikes a dichotomy between soothing the viewer/wearer and challenging them with the...

In On Collaboration I wrote about working for the children. My other favorite client is the husbands. What's not to love? They come into the gallery with a clear expression of conquest on their faces, and yet, sometimes they do look lost. They are looking for...