i am very excited about this new without darkness necklace,
with a gorgeous geode slice, faceted amethyst flower, and riveted faceted rainbow moonstone bail.
one of my all time favorite books ever is "letters to a young poet" by ranier maria rilke. i was reading it recently, as i do from time to time, when i need to remind myself about certain aspects of an artist's life. he captures it so eloquently and so beautifully. i was shocked at how similar his sentiments were to the words i chose for this piece, from may sarton.
"all things consist of carrying to term and then giving birth. to allow the completion of every impression, every germ of a feeling deep within, in darkness, beyond words, in the realm of instinct unattainable by logic, to await humbly and patiently the hour of the descent of a new clarity: that alone is to live one's art, in the realm of understanding as in that of creativity."
strength in adversity. beauty from pain. flower "growing" from stone.
a soon to heal ring,
with a gorgeous raw amethyst cluster
there is no purple like the purple of raw amethyst. it's a sunset fading, it's windows closed and evening setting in. children fidgeting around the table as god puts the paint brush away, returns it to his cup of water to start the night and our canvas of dreams empty and black. this purple is like a bruise, proof of injury and healing, the pain of getting better, the under skin sensitive, a telltale sign that you will make it through this, no matter how grandiose and magnificent you've made it to be, how bold and italicized the set back, it's merely that, a slight bump in the road, a diversion.
like the times you'd take scraps of paper as a child and put them in the center of the road where the rain made rivers and you'd follow your boat, straighten it's path, remove obstacles that threatened the integrity of it's hull, occasionally cheating and picking up and moving down and away from shallow waters, a thought and notion followed until the river ended and you were left to walk back up the hill to the beginning, to yourself and thoughts left waiting to be picked up and combed through all over again. you always have to go back. you always start again. you will heal.
lovely layers of silver and a nice wide hammered band
and a little plunge ring,
with an amazing fire agate
this stone is so magical.
the inside of the band has conor oberst's beautiful words "into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge."
a gorgeous brown with a crazy green/ gold flash.
i will be listing all of these pieces in the etsy shop this evening.
i also made this custom piece for a lovely local customer and friend,
with an imperfect laguna agate and a little black tourmaline in the flower.
leonard cohen's words on the back...
ring the bells that still can ring.
forget your perfect offering.
there's a crack in everything.
that's how the light gets in.