Last year, during my year of grieving, I went to jeweler's school. There is a previous blog about how I ended up there....this blog is about some of my jewelery. Why? Because the niece and I finished up some new pieces today and I wanted to, well, blow my horn - (I'm trying to think of how to spell the sound of a horn blowing, nothings coming to me though.)
Hearts are a part of my life...for years I thought they were juvenile, you know, things with little hearts on them were just girly and for little kids, but, after my last heart surgery, I just embraced them. Now, they permeate everything, materially, physically and metaphorically and they also come out in my jewelery making, as evidenced by this little grouping. These hearts are a collaboration with my Nephew, based on a ink drawing he did for me whilst I was recovering from my last surgery.
stitches, objects and memories
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