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Treasure Map IV

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Treasure Map Earrings IV.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.

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Treasure Map III

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Treasure Map Earrings III.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.

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Treasure Map II

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Treasure Map earrings II.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.

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Treasure Map

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I’ve had so much fun making this new series. Instead of starting with a whole idea, I made small shapes in silver, knowing I’d figure out what to make with them later.

As a kid, I’d cut out images from National Geographic magazines and then glue them back together to tell my own story. The same playfulness guided me here. I knew I wanted long earrings with lots of texture, like topographic maps pointing towards a hidden treasure.

Treasure Map Earrings.
Handmade with recycled sterling silver.

Rest

I finished two rings today and managed to damage both right at the end. One got scratched when I closed the bezel, and on the other a silver ball popped off while I was setting the stone.

A clear sign I need a break.

Tomorrow I’m off on a short vacation, and when I get back my hands will be steadier.

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Unscripted

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This ring was born from play. I had nothing in mind when I began, letting chance shape its form. Building it felt like solving a visual puzzle, and the outcome surprised me. I hadn’t expected the circular cutouts to become such a vital part of the composition: their darkness the perfect pool from which each chiseled line emanates.

I’m taking its lesson to heart: to trust that by staying true to what feels right in each moment, the pattern of my path will reveal its own beauty.

Unscripted Ring.
Handmade with malachite and recycled sterling silver.

Barefoot

I once heard a young girl say to her friend, God, I wish I knew who I really was. Life would be so much simpler. I felt the ache in her words. I know that longing well.

After a lifetime of trying to be more palatable, adapting to others’ needs, I too have spent years just wanting to know who I am.

The only way I’ve managed is by letting everything I’m not fall away, slowly, often painfully. I’ve learned to look inward for cues: what feels right, what doesn’t…instead of molding myself after others.

The same is true when I make something with my hands. When I began this piece, I wanted it to be louder, brighter, bigger. I wanted it to impress. But it kept asking me to stay still, to become smaller, to come down to the ground.

Its energy wasn’t a spectacle. It wasn’t meant to be showy and performative. It was a dirt floor to be stepped on barefoot. A quiet thing that held my truth. Like me, it asked to be real.

So I kept it close to the flame I now protect. This small but steady sense of self I’m building. My place in the world. The only place I need.

Barefoot Ring.
Handmade with malachite and recycled sterling silver.

Memphis

This commission took many days, and at one point I wasn’t sure it would work. But I kept going, trying to capture Memphis’s spirit.Some things matter too much to walk away from, even when they’re hard. Some things matter too much to walk away from, even when they’re hard.

Christina told me Memphis was a little skittish, probably feral when he was young, and full of love. He adored dogs, survived being run over by a car, and got her through heartbreak and many losses. He was her rock. Her purring chest companion. Her loud mealtime singer.

I added a small garnet bell to his collar, to represent the love they shared.

May the strength and resilience that lived in Memphis now pass on to Christina each time she wears it.

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Surrender

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A friend told me recently that my life inspires her. She said she doesn’t know many women who choose to be alone—and not just survive it, but thrive in it.

I think of this bird as a symbol of that choice. Open wings. A heart like spring. Not resigned in weakness, but in strength. Not giving up, but letting go; guided not by despair, but by unconquerable hope.

Surrender Talisman.
Handmade with prehnite and recycled sterling silver.

Covenant

I made this ring while asking one of the hardest questions I know: Can I stay loyal to who I really am, and still belong in this world? Can I stop editing myself to be accepted? Can I stop explaining, and still be loved?

This ring doesn’t answer those questions, but it holds them. It reminds me to live from the center. To stay true to what I know deep down, even when the world doesn’t mirror it. To trust that loving life, and loving myself, might just be enough.

Covenant Ring.
Handmade with fluorite, love, and recycled sterling silver.
Made by commission for Bego.

CECATI 25

When I moved back to Mexico City in my thirties, I was still trying to find my real path. I’d trained as a ceramist, but something in me needed a different kind of fire.

A friend invited me to Taxco, the legendary silver town. We spent hours wandering through jewelry shops, but I left feeling disappointed. Everything looked mass-produced. Where were the artists?

So I came home and started stringing beads. I soon realized I didn’t want to just assemble, I wanted to make things in silver.

That’s when life whispered: look closer. Just a block from my apartment, hidden behind an industrial facade I’d passed a thousand times, was CECATI 25—one of the few jewelry schools in the entire city.

The CECATI system was founded in the 60s to offer technical education to those without access to university. And thanks to ongoing public investment in social programs, it’s still here changing lives. It changed mine.

I signed up for a six-month course, learned the basics… and here I am, 16 years later. Still at the bench, in love with fire and forge.

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Inner Rhythm Series

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In this series, I wanted to honor inner rhythm—the pace our body needs to heal, to remember, and to know. Where feeling is not a flaw, but a form of intelligence.

It will be available tomorrow at 6 pm–Mexico City time–in my online shop.

Each ring can be cut to fit sizes 6 to 11, and once adjusted, you'll still be able to open it about half a size if needed.

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Mineral

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I built this piece layer by layer. I burned it until the surface bubbled and blistered, as if it had spent years underwater—like the green pond of fluorite at its center.

It’s a ring that feels ancient. A reminder that we belong to something older than time.

Mineral Ring.
Handmade with Fluorite and recycled sterling silver.
This week in my online shop.

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What I Protect

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Lately I’ve been listening to stories where someone’s insensitivity ruins everything—a life, the natural environment, even peace itself. It leaves me heartbroken. Can’t they feel the pain of others?

I’ve also been crying a lot: over the harmony that’s been lost, the tenderness that fades, the things that once connected us as human beings. And I’ve been wondering if feeling this much is a weakness, especially as I grow older.

But today I saw something clearly: judging myself for being sensitive only hardens me. And if I keep doing that, I risk becoming the very thing I grieve—someone who ruins beauty, first in myself, then in others.

What I Protect.
Handmade with amber and recycled sterling silver.

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Navigator Ring

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There are days when I lose direction. When that happens, it can take a long time for me to find my way back. Slowly I return to this: a tiny flicker, a spark that feels like yes: to food, to rest, to work or a walk.

That subtle recognition calms me: I’m no longer looking outside for answers or ways of being. I look within to honor my rhythm, my pace, my choices, because only I know what they feel like.

This ring is not a shield, but a compass. A reminder to look inside and align with what is true. That’s the way back home.

Navigator Ring.
Hand built with garnet and recycled sterling silver.

Ember Ring

Now that the rains are back in Mexico City and the sky stays gray, this little garnet glows like an ember on my hand.

A reminder that the sun is still here, even when we can’t see it. That warmth lives in us too, even when we forget.

Ember Ring.
Handbuilt with garnet and recycled sterling silver.

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Cicada

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I love this idea of going underground and then emerging when the time is right. We’ve been told everything must happen fast. That we must adjust quickly—to loss, to change, to new realities. That we should move on, get over it, find new things, better things. But sometimes the body doesn’t want that. It needs stillness. It needs time to re-accommodate inner paradigms. To adapt. To feel safe again.

Being happy again isn’t something I can force. Sitting with change, letting it move through me at its own pace, is not just valuable, it’s necessary and unavoidable.

I’m realizing, at this middle point in my life, that I’m not meant to cover a huge amount of ground. I’m not here to race through experiences. I’m meant to slow down. To take baby steps. To notice the tiny things. Because they are the most precious.

This is the opposite of a conquering heart. It’s an assimilating one. Life has to seep into me. And I must let it. I must pause long enough for it to reach all the parts of me that need tending. Only then can I truly carry it.

Cicada.
Handmade with amethyst and recycled sterling silver.
A piece to honor fertile silence, deep transformation, and the inner timing that can’t be rushed.