I was born in "The City" (New York), bred in Connecticut (boring!) So, I went to college, heard what they had to say, came back home, went to Israel, lived there in the good old days when self-sufficiency and enthusiasm, equality and joy were their long suits, got back Stateside and ... somehow ... got caught in that 9 to 5 cog. I was tracking to become a legal secretary extraordinaire, but LIFE got in the way! Beautiful daughter and seven lucky years later, I started off again. Got in with an interesting sustainable energy company, but it turned into a paper-shuffling grind, a carousel I just had to get off ...

A dear friend who had been in the jewelry business for years suggested I try my hand at making jewelry. Thus, I have been trying to perfect my art for a few years now and have been happily fulfilling my deepest dream along the way: to create beauty, to connect with the Earth, to honor my progenitors and my mentors with unique, one-of-a-kind pieces of wearable art. And to tell stories! Along the way I've discovered that the more I give of myself to my creativity, and to run my business, the more I receive. It's all true!!

How do I create something? I think my whole life I've been searching for a way to recreate and complement my favorite childhood haunt: a huge boulder nestled in the forest next to our house, with a sweet indentation that held water after the rain and to which the birds flew for a cool drink and a bath after a hot Connecticut summer's afternoon. I would go there to write in my journal and contemplate the joy and angst of life in the 60s. Most of my jewelry seems to want to belong around the necks, the wrists and on the ears of people who love such singular rocky secludes and remember, perhaps pine for, some aspects of simpler days and nights; people for whom Nature's ephemera are the true jewels, indeed, whether simple and elegant or bold and passionate as reflected in her stones, rocks and natural minerals, combined with such of man's inventions as are found suitable to the purpose.

As for the actual making of these pieces of creativity, I have many dreams that flash into my waking brain and I will then search to fulfill them, but I will also walk into one of my favorite bead shops and my eye will land upon a gorgeous bead that stops me in my tracks - I know I have to have it! The wheels start to spin as I mentally go through my inventory, mulling over sets of beads. Is the color right, is the texture right, is the proportion right? Is it a statement? Does it surprise or calm? Is it bold or sublime? What is going on in the world today? What is timelessness? What beads encompass the opposite nature that this bead embodies? What is the story that, visually, is surfacing in this creation? I listen to the beads to tell me their story.... ancient and modern ... and they never lie.

I never follow trends (trends, schmends, what's a trend?) but seek to fulfill the visions dancing in my head wherever they come from - hither and yon, present, past or future.
I am fabulously thrilled when those designs speak to and resonate with someone else in this wondrous - and challenging - world of ours.

I donate 10% to The Whiskers' Syndicate on every item that sells for $12.00 and above.