How often do we stop doing something because of wrong ideas? We think, this should be more exiting. Or we feel, this is too exiting, I better calm down and be realistic. Either way, it seems pointless to judge ourselves when we trace our life’s path. Lately, I don’t feel the excitement that makes me jump out of bed and make jewelry. Instead, I approach my workbench as if it were someone I once knew passionately and now coexist with familiar ease. 

I also test new waters. Color, paint, paper and line call me. Not passionately either, but in a cozy, school-week afternoon kind of way. So I continue, one page at a time. I try this, then that. Then I close the sketchbook and let each piece be. I don’t jump to conclusions as to which medium to chose or which to drop. I work on all three: I draw, paint, forge. The steadiness comes from moving forward. Integration will come too. One curious step at a time.

Integration ring.
Handmade with 100% recycled sterling silver.
​Soon in my online shop.

Drawing 86. Queen of the Ocean.
Silver ink on paper. ‪
100 Days 100 Drawings Series.

Drawing 85. Night Hunter.
Silver ink on paper. ‪
100 Days 100 Drawings Series.

Drawing 84. Scorpion.
Silver ink on paper. ‪
100 Days 100 Drawings Series.

Drawing 83. Crowned.
Silver ink on paper. ‪
100 Days 100 Drawings Series.

Drawing 82. Snail Dog.
Silver ink on paper. ‪
100 Days 100 Drawings Series.

Drawing 81. Navigate.
Silver ink on paper. ‪
100 Days 100 Drawings Series.

The Protective Hand series 
and my latest pieces are now in my online shop.

When I was six, my dad offered me a prize if I swam underwater across the entire length of an olympic swimming pool. I had to swim as close to the floor as possible and not come out for air. It was my favorite way to swim because I was transported into a place where time and space were different. As it slipped through my hands, water felt tangible and awesome, and even when it became hard to hold my breath, I continued. I wanted to stay as long as possible in that turquoise world.

When I reached the end, dad was proud in a way I rarely got to see because I was never good at sports, and he came from a athletic family of mostly boys. Perhaps this is why I chose a plaid newsboy cap as a prize. I don't think I ever wore it, but it became the most precious thing I owned.

Underwater ring.
Handmade with 100% recycled sterling silver.
Soon in my online shop.