King of Dads

Happy Father's Day!
I love you Dad!!!!

(Grandchildren were involved in this ensemble...need I say more?)

Busy Bird

Lately, I have been busy. Packing to move (as I do oh, every four months or so...) designing new things for the summer, taking photos, applying to shows, etc. etc. At times like this I just want everything to stop! And I get grumpy.
But when I was photographing these lovely lockets, I was reminded that this is the life I have chosen, and while it's not totally perfect, it's pretty good, so lighten up and enjoy it already!





The lockets are sterling silver, with a heavy watch glass. They open up, so you can put a little secret message on the inside as well. The images are vintage postage stamps collected on my travels. The reverse side shows a lovely quote, this one being my favorite: "The journey you wish to take can only begin from where you are right now, this very minute".
There are other quotes available (you can even request your own) and various stamps as well-right here!

Back in Beantown

I have been back in the US for about a week and a half now and have already raced through four of our lovely states- taking classes, visiting family, buying gems, and meeting clients. I love getting together with clients for custom projects. Last week I met with Caroline who is getting married next month in France, and works as a perfumer in NYC. How cool is that?! She will be wearing these on her wedding day, plus a matching custom topaz bracelet. I am so honored!

In other news, I have been happily playing with my new gem stash. Here are the beginnings of a lovely one-of-a-kind collection to go with the new summer line....


I am in l.o.v.e with geodes these days, and I have to say, these are some of the best I have seen out there. Wouldn't you agree? ; )

More coming soon....

Flying Home...

Dear Buenos Aires,
I have enjoyed walking your leafy side streets, visiting your most impressive sights and sitting in your cafes. I have found tiny treasures in your markets and browsed through the coziest of bookstores. Here, I have learned and fallen in love with a new craft. I absorbed your language, drank your wine and tasted your many many many gastronomic delights.
It was not always perfect, I must tell you. I could do without the infrequent, overcrowded, exhaust-belching, lurching, hissing, squealing buses, for instance. I found the serious shortage of coins (to be able to ride said buses) a bit inconvenient (and odd). My ankles will not miss your broken sidewalks. And oh, it's a bit hard to be a vegetarian here. I guess I can't really complain about that one.
But, I suppose that wandering in Recoleta Cemetary on an overcast day, rummaging in San Telmo market, fugazzeta pizza at El Imperial (heaven), Trapiche malbec, climbing to the top of Palacio Barolo (an actual lighthouse in the middle of the city and hands down my favorite building out of all those gorgeous buildings), alfajores and havanettas, the Tren de la Costa (Barancas stop, especially), boating in Tigre, listening to real talent on the street, Gorostiaga Street, and your amazing sunsets make up for a few lousy buses.

Ciao!